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Title: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 05 July 2020, 07:13:40
Jumpship Hank Morgan
Deep Periphery?
March 27, 3025?


"You honestly think this is going to work, Captain?" Doug Morrow asked as the timer counted down.

"You got a better idea, Doug?" Captain Patrick Heard replied. "She was pretty convincing, all things considered."

"All things considered, she didn't even know you needed a space suit to go outside until we told her how space works," Doug replied. "We've been running all across this nebula looking for... what? A planar convergence? What the hell does that even mean? Even when she explained it it sounded like gobeldygook. Magic and gods and higher beings..."

"She literally does magic and has a flying talking cat." Patrick said. "She's literally popped in and out of reality in front of us. You could be a bit more open minded, you know. Besides, it's the only lead we've had to getting out of this ****** nebula."

"And if it doesn't work?"

Patrick sighed. "If it doesn't work, we re-evaluate. If we have to, we can settle down back on that planet while we try to work something out. Where is she, anyway? This is like the big moment."

This time Doug sighed. "Where do you think? On the hull, again. Like every other jump. Forget the magic part, that's what makes her nuts. She actually enjoys it."

-----

Chim looked out across a vast endless night she had never really known until only a short while ago. An endless hostile void, in its own way more hostile, more desolate, more deadly than any of the planes she'd visited, the remarkable suit and the strange metal, fabric, and glass that composed it her only barrier. Strange "technology" more mysterious than her own magics anchoring her to the side of a vast alien construct able to pierce realities without a hint of magical will, based on arcane secrets of "physics" and "science" that sounded as incomprehensible to her as her studies sounded to them.

It was remarkable what these aliens were able to accomplish without really knowing how. They'd created great skyships... well... no, this was beyond a skyship. Still, it was able to pierce planar barriers, cross through the astral plane to another point incomprehensibly far away on the material plane, but they didn't even know what the astral plane was, or anything about the other higher planes. Nothing about magic, about Gods (beyond some sort of abstract concept or metaphor at least). And their people had spread out to countless worlds, creating their own form of incomprehensible magic while blind to the higher nature of their own universe. But in this case, something had gone wrong. When they'd jumped into this... nebula (Chim was learning all about new kinds concepts like space, stars, nebula, and the like) they realized they couldn't leave. They could visit other worlds (the idea of other worlds even existing was particularly exciting to Chim, but she was disappointed to learn the vast majority of them didn't have life and probably none nearby had any life worth talking to), but they couldn't leave the nebula.

They were fascinating. So of course when they'd come to her kingdom she'd been eager to meet them. When she heard they couldn't return to their own worlds, of course she'd offered to help. And yeah, of course she was actually going to go with them. Who could pass up the chance to see an entire new civilization spread across the stars?

Figuring out how to do that was tricky. If the ship could travel from one point in its home plan to another through the astral, but had traveled here and couldn't go back, then that meant it must no longer be on its home plane. These people must have come from some pocket demi-plane, or even a previously unknown plane separate from the prime material. Something like the plane of shadow or the ethereal (but obviously different to those). Parallel, close enough to the prime material for points to overlap in a convergence and people to occasionally pass through accidentally, but still separate.

The implications were staggering. Not only in the notion of another plane of existence populated by countless humanoids spread across countless worlds with no understanding of magic, but even in the way it challenged the long held belief of the prime material plane as the central aspect and convergence of creation. Indeed, with this revelation, how could we even know if the prime material is particularly unique or special. Could it be that the world we see around us is itself just another demiplane created by particularly powerful beings. Could there be some other plane of existence that holds true primacy in creation. Could it be that no single plane could claim such a title?

This was the point in her discussion where the ship's crew told her to shut up and asked if she could fix it.

"Well, no," she'd told them. "I don't even understand how your ship works or where in the higher planar framework your plane is. I could spend your lifetimes trying to figure out how to teach it to take you home and not get any closer to doing it."

That... didn't go over well. Fortunately, she had a save. If they had passed through a convergence between planes, then they could do so again. They would simply need to find one.

The ship's crew seemed skeptical. How do you find something like that? They'd already tried going back the way they came. They'd tried to leave this nebula in every way they thought of short of what they called slowboating (Chim didn't understand why they hadn't tried that only to learn just how unbelievably vast and empty space was).

Chim had told them to leave it to her. The higher planes were one of her specialties, and she was, after all, Archmage of Vaslen. She'd earned that title, and had the experience, the raw magical knowledge, and extraplanar friends to prove it. It had taken months of research, consulting with Dragons, Aeons, and even some advice from the Goddess of Stars and Travel bought through a generous donation to their temple, but eventually they'd found what they were looking for, and Chim was able to plot where this next convergence would occur.

Then she found out it wouldn't work. Something about "gravity wells" and "everybody would horribly die." There were a lot more rules on how this ship could travel than she realized.

It took another year of work before she was able to identify a convergence they could actually use, that would actually still be there by the time the ship could get there.

So they left (most of them, a couple of their crew had put down roots). And Chim went with them, as a representative of Vaslen, to see these new worlds for herself. Accompanied by L'heo, her longtime companion and manservant, and Celia, her royally appointed bodyguard. And Polly, her cat, who right now was probably curled up in the ship's fresh laundry (he'd declared the ship's laundry drying machines the greatest creation he'd ever seen).

And here she was now, sitting on the ship's hull looking at the biggest empty she had never before realized existed, wearing a "space suit" that was baggy everywhere but still pinned her ears back uncomfortably. Just a few more seconds...

-----

The tones finished sounding and the discontinuity hit as the ship began to jump.

But around Doug, just for a moment, time seemed to stop. The world around him froze, all except for a spot on the deck in front of him which seemed to bend and mold like clay, sliding up and shaping into a figure, its lower half an indistinct mass, the upper body clothed in red robes. There was no head, in its place was a featureless mask fixed to a rod gripped in one hand.

"Why would you wish to leave?" it asked. "Have we not enjoyed our time together?"

Snakes of clay slid from the lower body of the creature, wrapping around Captain Heard and dragging him to the creature. Around him, Doug could hear the crying and hissing of something like feral housecats stalking around him, around the rest of the crew on the bridge, but he was powerless to act, as though paralyzed.

"You cannot leave," the mysterious stranger said. "What lies beyond is not safe." The bridge seemed to stretch out, pulling the creature away from Doug even as its body engulfed the captain, but its tentacles continued across the deck, getting ever closer, even as the ship stretched further and further around him and invisible claws began to tear into him...

-----

This was not Chim's first time "hull surfing", as the ship's crew called it. The first time the ship had jumped with her aboard, she'd been inside. It had been unpleasant, like a giant giving you a spin to churn up your insides before tossing you. But not particularly informative. She'd decided she'd wanted to actually see the jump, not just ride along. The crew told her she was crazy. And to be honest, some of their reasoning was sound. There was not, in fact, anything to breathe in space, so you couldn't just walk out on the hull. Also there was more about this whole gravity thing. The inconvenience of floating around inside the ship was a lot worse when there was a whole lot of absolutely nothing you might accidentally float off into.

So yeah, safety precautions. She learned all she needed about those, and the crew was able to put together a space suit that fit her well enough (and scrounge another for Celia, who refused to leave Chim's side but didn't understand why she had to take her armor off first). So it was fine, right?

Oh, no no no, the crew insisted. It wasn't like you'd die, as long as you were securely fastened so you couldn't drift away and get caught outside of something called the "jump field". But you'd see things, feel things. Things that would drive a person mad. Most of the crew sounded like sailors repeating old sea stories they'd heard at dockside taverns. But a couple of them... they sounded like they spoke from experience, even if they didn't want to admit it.

But hell, it wouldn't be the first time Chim had gone mad from whatever revelation, and if necessary L'heo had something in one of his bags to fix it. So she decided to go ahead with her plan.

That jump had been... relatively pleasant actually. Aside from the lurching nausea, of course. There were no nightmarish visions, no terrifying revelations, just a brief view of the silvery empty mists of the astral plane before the ship lurched back into the material. She actually found it quite peaceful, compared to the unpleasant cramped claustrophobia inside the ship, and hanging out on the hull became fairly routine for her. So much so that even her bodyguard or her other companions didn't accompany her anymore.

She didn't really expect this jump to be anything different. L'heo had his concerns, but that was only about whether there'd still be magic at the other end, so he'd decided to ride out the jump in the ship's cargo bay. Chim was a little bit worried about that as well, but even an entire universe that had flourished without magic would just raise more fascinating questions.

When the jump hit, she thought she saw only a glimmer of the comforting silvery mists of the astral before it came apart around her, space and time itself dissolving and unfolding into a swirling mass of unreality, she felt herself bent and pulled and twisted in directions she didn't know existed, as the orderly universe, the structured planes she knew so intimately crashed together and came apart in pure, unbridled chaos. The planes, the river of souls, the font of creation, the endless abyss of decay, all were wiped away, all were one, and yet nothing, and yet everything. All existed, flowed into each other and through each other. Thoughts, feelings, impulses, today and tomorrow and yesterday were all here, all one, all encompassing. All of creation lay before her, was her, until there was no difference between all that was and nothing. She could feel this torrent sweeping her away into something at its heart, something terrible and hungry... How could that be, she wondered in a moment of clarity, if she was all things and all things were nothing, what was this other lurking below, waiting, waiting to consume me....

-----

Doug collapsed when the ship returned to reality, vomiting out all the contents of his stomach and continuing to heave for minutes afterwards. He could feel blood pooling around his face and arms from dozens of scratches. He could feel pain from the bruises left on his body from the tendrils that had snaked across the deck and begun to wrap around him.

The captain, he realized, was simply gone, even before he got the strength to look around the bridge and see the scratched and traumatized faces of the men around him. It took quite a bit longer to realize he was now in charge.

"All stations report status," he ordered shakily as he made his way back to station. Another sign that whatever had happened had been real. He'd been strapped in when the jump had begun. "Check for wounded and get a count of who..." he hesitated, not sure how to describe it. "who we lost."

The console next to his chair displayed a notification indicating a successful jump.

-----

Chim somehow managed to make her way back into the ship after the jump completed and had pulled her helmet off just in time to vomit again, surrounding her with a cloud of the fowl smelling stuff. Her cat Polly came floating around the corner.

"Hey," the cat said. "These people are all wound up. What happened? They do the jump thing yet?"

Chim didn't really hear him, still in shock from what she'd experienced.

"What in the hells was that?" she heard herself ask.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Cannonshop on 05 July 2020, 07:33:27
oh gawd, DND!!!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 05 July 2020, 08:34:21
Man, Groundwave is gonna be pissed he missed a ride out of the California Nebula.

*reads the description of the last jump*

Well, maybe not that pissed.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 05 July 2020, 13:30:04
HmMMMmmm!

Honestly, we intended for Toreel's magic to be a decidedly localized effect, but, hey, Spelljammer was a thing, so...why not?

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Daryk on 05 July 2020, 13:43:53
I'm honestly trying to figure out why the bad guy chose the JumpShip Captain as the one to take... We didn't see enough of him to justify any choice, really...  ^-^
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 05 July 2020, 18:46:18
HmMMMmmm!

Honestly, we intended for Toreel's magic to be a decidedly localized effect, but, hey, Spelljammer was a thing, so...why not?

- Herb

Yeah, I kinda went full pathfinder/d&d cosmology on that to tie Toreel together with the whole not being able to leave the nebula. Then I gave them a way out because sending an actual wizard to the Inner Sphere seemed hilarious to me at the time.

Hopefully it'll still be hilarious as I continue writing. Fingers crossed!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Motsognir on 05 July 2020, 20:25:33
Most excellent Liam's Ghost, this will be great I'm sure :thumbsup:.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: snakespinner on 05 July 2020, 20:40:14
What D&D and Bt.
Liam's Ghost brilliant.
Now where's my popcorn. :thumbsup: :popcorn:
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 05 July 2020, 21:41:29
"So," Chim was asking hesitantly. "It... worked?"

They'd taken the count and gone over all parts of the ship. Six of the crew were... missing, including the captain. Most of the crew had reported the same vision of the mysterious being with the mask appearing in different parts of the ship and either taking or trying to take people before the jump ended. And they had the wounds to prove it.

The ship was fine. No damage, and the jump computer placed them 8.47 light years beyond what they hoped was the boundary of the nebula they'd been trapped in. The astronomy section was checking surrounding stars to confirm.

Still, "it worked" didn't seem the right term to Doug's ears.

"We lost six people," he said. "What was that thing?"

"I..." Chim hesitated. Doug considered the way she and her friends spoke both annoying and distracting, like watching a badly dubbed movie, because magic apparently. "I didn't see it."

"It was like no fiend I had ever faced before," the bodyguard Celia, knife eared like her mistress, but at least proportioned mostly like an adult, not a cartoonishly big headed child like the wizard. "I sensed no evil in it, and my every strike seemed to slide through it without affect. It is a mystery to me."

"I had assumed it must be something from your realm," Leo, the wizard's other companion (Actually L'heo, but screw that noise). "It's nature was alien to me."

"We don't have monsters in our world," Doug snapped bitterly. They just... they just bugged him! The wizard, a pint sized girl with ears that poked out like daggers and who did magic like that made any sense. The body guard who wore plate mail everywhere and kept staring at people saying she was searching for evil. And hey, there's that damn cat hovering around at will in defiance of microgravity like it was frigging normal. Leo was the only one who looked ordinary, but only if you didn't look at him too long and started to realize that something you couldn't put your finger on was just plain off about him.

Also, they were too clean. The ship was a mess. Everybody in the crew was dealing with vomit and blood and other fluids and solids they'd inadvertently released after that hellish jump, but they were clean as a whistle, because magic apparently!

"I'm gonna be clear here." he said. "As near as I can tell we pissed something off taking you with us. so the only reason I don't take you back where we found you is that I don't want to get stuck in that damn nebula again.  Right now, I still kinda want to push you all out the airlock just in case."

"I'm sorry." Chim said. "I had no idea this could even happen..."

"Save it," Doug said. "Luckily for you, it'll be more than a week before we can jump again. Maybe I'll have calmed down by then. Just... just go do something useful. Go magic up something and leave me alone for a while. Maybe woogie up something to clean up this mess."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Kyryst on 05 July 2020, 23:30:25
I don't get it. Is Doug spinning things to place blame on the wizard? It kinda seems to me that everything the creature said was in line with it trapping people in the California nebula for it's amusement. And that kinda pre-dates the wizard, because they were stuck prior to her showing up.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 06 July 2020, 00:36:24
"I don't think he likes me," Chim said as she and her party left the bridge.

"Us," L'heo said. "He doesn't like us. Remember that village down by Goran river? The one with the really loud priest?"

"The one that tied me to a stake and set me on fire?" Chim replied.

"Same concept," L'heo said. "We stand out here. We're new and scary, and some people you gotta win over before they decide you're not gonna sacrifice them to fiends."

There was a bloody streak on the corridor wall which caught Chim's attention, but only taking a minor bit of magical focus to remove.

"Do you think it was our fault they got attacked?" she asked.

"Don't know," L'heo said. "You know more about extraplanar creatures than I do. Maybe if you'd seen it..."

Chim shook her head. "I already saw enough of something I didn't understand," she replied.

L'heo looked confused for a moment. "Outside? You didn't see the Astral plane?"

"No," Chim said. "I don't know what I saw, or if I saw it or felt it... Oy! We've been to the realm of primordial chaos and that made more sense than whatever was out there. Those guys who told us not to stay outside during one of these jumps, they weren't joking. It's like... I don't know. Like the planar structure of their side of reality either doesn't exist or is just fundamentally wrong."

None of her companions seemed to know what to say after that, though Celia attempted to move closer to her, as though she intended to physically block Chim from existential terror using her own body.

Of course in the "microgravity" conditions, Celia misjudged the maneuver terribly and collided with her. Chim's tiny body bounced off the elf's armored chest and lightly drifted into the corridor wall.

"Oh, my lady!" Celia cried in a mixture of shame and despair that only a paladin who'd done something wrong could really manage. "I am so sorry!" She reached towards Chim, her hand faintly glowing with the light of her healing power.

"It's okay," Chim said, having steadied herself against the wall. "I'm not hurt. Save your abilities for the crew." Gods above and below, Celia meant well. It was actually a prerequisite for her divinely gifted abilities for her to mean well, but she was always so tightly wound...

"They ain't gonna take it," Polly, hovering just above Chim, pointed out. "I offered to heal two of them already and they wanted nothing to do with me."

L'heo's gaze went from Polly to Celia, seeming to linger over Celia's armored form.. the sacred armor that magically sized and shaped itself to her form in a way that maximized freedom of movement as well as displaying each curve... umm... nicely. He looked back to the cat. "I... think she'll have better luck getting people to let her touch them than you will."

Polly tilted his head sideways. "I've never heard such nonsense," he insisted. "It makes no sense at all."

Chim had of course caught L'heo's meaning immediately, and strangely found herself indignant about it. As Polly and Celia proceeded down the corridor to, as the cat said "settle this nonsense," L'heo looked back to Chim and... well, maybe she'd been pouting and didn't realize it.

"You can't even use healing magic," he said.

"Well if I could," Chim protested, "They'd totally want me to heal them."

"I'm not saying you have anything to prove," L'heo insisted.

"Obviously not. My grandmother was quite popular among the human residents in her day, you know." Chim said, not even caring that she could feel herself pouting.

"And you're even more beautiful than her..." L'heo said.

"You'd better believe it."

"But..." L'heo continued, "It's not about beauty, I just don't think they have... well beings of your stature where they're from."

Chim scoffed. "That's just mean. Obviously true beauty wins out over height."

"Of course," L'heo said. "But you can't use healing magic, so why should it come up?"

"It shouldn't," Chim agreed. "It was stupid of you to bring it up."

L'heo smiled a defeated smile. "Of course, my mistake."

"Good," Chim said. "Just so you understand that. Let's go clean up the human waste."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 06 July 2020, 00:40:29
I don't get it. Is Doug spinning things to place blame on the wizard? It kinda seems to me that everything the creature said was in line with it trapping people in the California nebula for it's amusement. And that kinda pre-dates the wizard, because they were stuck prior to her showing up.

He's not really making a rational argument. He's stressed, he's having trouble making sense of all this weird shit, so he's grouping all the weird shit together into a big pile he's named problem.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: idea weenie on 06 July 2020, 01:46:44
The first time a wizard sees a printer making multiple copies of the same logo, that wizard should get an idea for magical technology to make multiple copies of a magic scroll

Or a plotter to make a giant symbol (of whatever type)

Or perhaps a computer controlled etching machine, but using hand-coded instructions instead of the machine using its own internal optimizer

At the very least, a basic stone focus with Prestidigitation (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/p/prestidigitation/) spell on it, and someone who eventually is able to Use Magic Device (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/skills/use-magic-device/) would be interesting.  Of course, the wizard will have to be the one to Create magical item (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic-items/magic-item-creation/).

(Level 1 wizard * level 0 spell * command word * no body spaces = 1800 gold pieces; making it herself means resources costing 900 gp and taking 2 days to craft if my math is right)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 06 July 2020, 01:51:56
Adventure!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 06 July 2020, 21:15:07
~from the Acting Captain's log, March 27 3025 (presumptive)~

Astronomical survey appears to confirm that we have successfully left the California Nebula, based on relative position of observed stars and projections from the astronomical database.

Captain Patrick Heard and five crew remain unaccounted for after a shipwide search. We even went to far as to send people outside the hull to look. No luck, they're currently listed as lost. Most of the crew sustained superficial to minor injuries during the jump.

That's the problem, right? During the jump? You know what they tell you in school, what you see in a jump, assuming you see anything, isn't real, it's a hallucination. Your mind is playing tricks on you because it's being bombarded by sensory data that doesn't make any sense.

But that happened, and we've got the wounds to prove it. Well, most of us. One of our passengers, the (audible sigh) "elf girl" in the impractically form fitting plate armor (something you'd see in some of the more roleplay oriented pleasure circuses), she can heal with a touch. I admit, it's cool to see, and apparently it doesn't hurt, even when it's snapping bones back into place. I... passed on it when offered. "Save it for the rest of the crew" I said, but really it gives me the willies.

There's a limit to how much she can do it without resting to recover the ability. So only a few with the most significant injuries got the treatment. Gotta wonder how that works. Can she store up healing juju over time to use it more when she needs it? Is it some sort of energy she can store somewhere else? Bottle it? Put it in a magic healing... battery or something?

Their cat can do it too, though not as much as the Elf Girl (nope, that will never sound right). Nobody wanted to volunteer for that. Can't blame them. I can still hear something like hungry, angry cats crying at me in the back of my head, and, well, the scratches are distinctive.

I think I've calmed down enough to not specifically blame their cat for any of this, even though it talks, and it flies, and it's magic, and it's clearly NOT NORMAL. But hey, maybe it is for them. Who knows how many potentially murderous magical cat monsters there are where they come from?

Still, I told the tiny wizard to keep her cat away from the crew for now. Apparently the cat's being a brat about the whole thing. I offended his honor or some nonsense.

Pat was so excited about these people. Not just finally getting out of the nebula, but what they could mean for the people back home. The wonders, the discoveries, the PROFIT if we could be the first to monetize actual magic. "Change the universe" he said. "Forget scrounging old star league relics. When they get a load of this girl..."

Looks like you get your wish, Pat. We're going home, and she's going with us. I just hope we all don't regret it.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 06 July 2020, 21:59:21
Now I'm just having bad ideasTM[/sup about what the Wizard can do that she'd consider harmless pranks but would be utterly horrifying to a jumpship crew.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 07 July 2020, 03:05:50
April 4, 3025?

L'heo found Chim in their quarters at the desk, sitting on a couple pillows to give her the elevation she needed to actually see what was on the desk.

"They said they're turning off the gravity to get ready to jump," he told her.

"I can tell," Chim said, tapping one of her ears. "The spinning is slowing down. It's actually kind of a relief. I always feel a little queezy in here."

The crew had called it "spin gravity". They spun a whole section of the ship to simulate the sensation of being on a planet. L'heo found the actual why and how (and this whole field of "Newtonian physics" related to it) quite fascinating. Though both Chim and Celia were particularly sensitive to the "spin" part of things.

"I wasn't sure I'd find you in here," L'heo said. "Staying inside for this one?"

Chim didn't look up from her work, but she did slightly shake her head. "No, never again," she said. "They were right to tell me it was a bad idea."

L'heo looked over the desk. It was covered with parchments and papers covered in writing, magical symbols and formulae. Chim had apparently been aware enough to take precautions against losing "gravity", each sheet was held in place by those little lodestones the crew used to fix things to the metal walls.

"What are you working on so intently," L'heo asked.

"Something I've been thinking about since we met these people," Chim said. "You remember that old story, 'Thither and Then Returning?'"

"That old children's story, you mean?" L'heo said as he sat down on the bed closest to the desk.

"If you must call it that," Chim said. "It carries the validation of Archmage Grando the Golden. We can assume at least some of it happened."

"Grando was always a bit of a blowhard in my experience," L'heo said. "But sure."

"In the story of the Death of Beanomir, Grando talks about how he was able to eventually return the Beast of Iron and Fire to his own land, though it lay beyond the reach of normal magic."

"He liked to boast like that." L'heo said. "If he didn't make the whole thing up he probably waited for a flock of eagles to take care of the beast."

"I thought so too." Chim said. "But meeting these people made me wonder. I tried teleportation first, you know. Their captain, Patrick, gave me a description of his home on some world called New Avalon and I tried teleporting there directly. It didn't work."

"Well it wouldn't have," L'heo said. "They live in a different plane of existence."

"Yes, but we didn't know that at the time." Chim said. "I also tried to teleport one of the places they'd visited after they were trapped, some sort of tiny ice world they got water from for some reason. Again, it didn't work."

She looked a little bit sheepish. "That was before I'd learned about space suits and vacuums and there not being air to breath out there. So that was probably a good thing."

"I tried a few more experiments and done more research since then," she said, then held up a hand to forestall complaint. "Safely, mind you. After we crossed the planar boundary I tried New Avalon again. It still didn't work. The root structure of the spell simply wasn't designed to handle distances so vast we don't even have numbers to express them. Why would it? No wizard in our lives has probably ever considered the need to travel to other worlds."

She tapped the pile of papers on the desk before her. "At least not yet," she said with a smile.

L'heo looked down at the apparently disorganized mess of papers. "So you're going to fix it?"

"I really, really, really didn't enjoy the last jump," Chim said. "It might take me months to work out the rest of the details, but Captain Doug says we'll have all that time or more before we reach where we're going." She smiled again. "Besides. Imagine what we can do when we return home? There are so many worlds around us just in our home plane, just waiting to be explored. Who knows what we could find?"

L'heo frowned. "That's usually what a young adventurer says shortly before he and all of his friends die."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 07 July 2020, 11:53:05
Hmmm interesting.

Something I remember having found in the Pathfinder cosmology is they seem to actually be aware of other planets existing and can travel to them but they are effectively separate planes of existence and thus the use of a Gate spell or similar effect is actually required to travel there.

Probably their way of setting up their own version of Spelljammer.

Also yeah inevitably expansion books seem to give spellcasters the ability to create their own planes of existence.  With their own rules.

Which all combines in me suggesting depending on the skills of the person in question they may actually be familiar with certain elements of newtonian science already but call it something different.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Cannonshop on 07 July 2020, 12:46:19
Hmmm interesting.

Something I remember having found in the Pathfinder cosmology is they seem to actually be aware of other planets existing and can travel to them but they are effectively separate planes of existence and thus the use of a Gate spell or similar effect is actually required to travel there.

Probably their way of setting up their own version of Spelljammer.

Also yeah inevitably expansion books seem to give spellcasters the ability to create their own planes of existence.  With their own rules.

Which all combines in me suggesting depending on the skills of the person in question they may actually be familiar with certain elements of newtonian science already but call it something different.


Consider that "Wizard" shares a root with "Wise".  let's imagine you have two individuals, both equally powered with arcane spellcasting goodness. 

individual A also knows at least basic observational science up to about a newtonian level of understanding (aka understands velocity, force, basic concepts of gravitation, etc. etc. and has a decent grasp on combustion and the behavior of fire.)

Individual B just has lots of arcane spellcasting knowledge, but lacks understanding of mundane matters and 'kitchen science'.

in a conflict, I would put my money on individual A over individual B, particularly if magical power to power magical effects is either finite, or can be 'drawn down' by overuse and requires time to recover.

why? because a basic understanding of ordinary physics grants the ability to maximize the impact of every spell you cast.  In a D&D type environment, for example, tossing a 'flame arrow' into a cask of flammable oil can be just as useful (but requires LOTS less power) as a level 24 fireball, using bigby's fist on a support column can collapse a defending wall much faster than using it on the castle's wall directly, and so on.

Casting 'speed' on a sling bullet and now you've got something that shoots through a fortification instead of just slapping against it, (presuming the 'speed' imparted is actual motion, and not cheating time or something.)

here's one from D&D 2nd ed: Protection from ordinary (Non magical) missiles.  assuming it does what it says on the tin, you can potentially render a gauss rifle moot by enchanting a piece of cloth with it.

this all really depends on whether your definition of 'magic' is subjective ("Any sufficiently advanced technology") or if it's truly reliant on some undefined source of force or power (Larry Niven's "Manna" from "The Magic Goes Away".)

Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: idea weenie on 07 July 2020, 13:11:08
The Prestidigitation (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/p/prestidigitation/) spell is a simple cantrip that wizards can use for practice.  She has already been using it to help clean up around the ship, so see can still cast spells on this 'plane'.  From there, she can try to work on more advanced spells to see what the new limits are.

A useful idea might be repetitive Mending (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/m/mending), where she helps repair stuff around the ship

For example, if they have anyone with a slugthrower, testing the spell Abundant Ammunition (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/a/abundant-ammunition/) might be a way to see if she can create regular ammunition.  Failure modes might be where just the bullet is created, the cartridge is created facing in the wrong direction, the propellant doesn't work, the case and bullet are a single piece of metal, or other problems.  Each of those would be separate pieces of data that can help her learn.

A Gauss pistol might be the best to start with, as the ammunition is just a piece of metal.

The wizard is going to be so happy once she gets a blank 500-page book to serve as a spellbook though (Pathfinder spellbooks (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/equipmenT/goods-and-services/books-paper-writing-supplies/#TOC-Spellbook) are only 100 pages).  Or a tablet computer with search and database capability.  Imagine a wizard with a pair of smartglasses that can verbally call up the necessary spell from the computer memory, have the process listed on the smartglasses, so they can cast the spell directly


here's one from D&D 2nd ed: Protection from ordinary (Non magical) missiles.  assuming it does what it says on the tin, you can potentially render a gauss rifle moot by enchanting a piece of cloth with it. 

For Protection from Arrows (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/p/protection-from-arrows/), it has been changed to have upper limits per shot and total.

Since this is BattleTECH, the spell Protection from Technology (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/p/protection-from-technology/) would be very useful.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Daryk on 07 July 2020, 13:15:14
I would worry about any computer that could ACTUALLY store "magic" becoming sentient...  ^-^
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 07 July 2020, 13:29:24

Consider that "Wizard" shares a root with "Wise".  let's imagine you have two individuals, both equally powered with arcane spellcasting goodness. 

individual A also knows at least basic observational science up to about a newtonian level of understanding (aka understands velocity, force, basic concepts of gravitation, etc. etc. and has a decent grasp on combustion and the behavior of fire.)

Individual B just has lots of arcane spellcasting knowledge, but lacks understanding of mundane matters and 'kitchen science'.

in a conflict, I would put my money on individual A over individual B, particularly if magical power to power magical effects is either finite, or can be 'drawn down' by overuse and requires time to recover.

why? because a basic understanding of ordinary physics grants the ability to maximize the impact of every spell you cast.  In a D&D type environment, for example, tossing a 'flame arrow' into a cask of flammable oil can be just as useful (but requires LOTS less power) as a level 24 fireball, using bigby's fist on a support column can collapse a defending wall much faster than using it on the castle's wall directly, and so on.

Casting 'speed' on a sling bullet and now you've got something that shoots through a fortification instead of just slapping against it, (presuming the 'speed' imparted is actual motion, and not cheating time or something.)

here's one from D&D 2nd ed: Protection from ordinary (Non magical) missiles.  assuming it does what it says on the tin, you can potentially render a gauss rifle moot by enchanting a piece of cloth with it.

this all really depends on whether your definition of 'magic' is subjective ("Any sufficiently advanced technology") or if it's truly reliant on some undefined source of force or power (Larry Niven's "Manna" from "The Magic Goes Away".)

Creative problem solving is a central part of any RPG.

Pathfinder just gets a bit weird if you go by rules as written for what a character can know or does not know via skill point allocation and like I said it is not unreasonable they may have more a grasp on certain principles of Newtonian Physics, just different terminology.

But that is a largely moot point as it is Liam's Ghost's story and up to him how he want to interpret such things.

I would worry about any computer that could ACTUALLY store "magic" becoming sentient...  ^-^

There is Awaken Construct for such shenanigans.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Daryk on 07 July 2020, 13:38:53
Heh... that could make "Awaken Construct" a requirement for it to happen...  ^-^
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 07 July 2020, 15:02:21
Heh... that could make "Awaken Construct" a requirement for it to happen...  ^-^

Now picture THAT being cast on the Syberian AutoMechs, which are only *simulating* sentience!

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 07 July 2020, 16:33:39
Hmmm interesting.

Something I remember having found in the Pathfinder cosmology is they seem to actually be aware of other planets existing and can travel to them but they are effectively separate planes of existence and thus the use of a Gate spell or similar effect is actually required to travel there.

Interplanetary Teleport (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/i/interplanetary-teleport/) actually. :) It's effectively a ninth level version of greater teleport.

Plane shift or gate could work in theory. You plane shift to another plane and plane shift again to your destination (or within several miles of it with plane shift). There are... complications to that which I'll be going into, however.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 07 July 2020, 18:18:46
Interplanetary Teleport (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/i/interplanetary-teleport/) actually. :) It's effectively a ninth level version of greater teleport.

Plane shift or gate could work in theory. You plane shift to another plane and plane shift again to your destination (or within several miles of it with plane shift). There are... complications to that which I'll be going into, however.

The Pathfinder cosmology has expanded with the expansion books for sure.

I guess it depends on if you want a more Stargate SG-1 feel(Gate and each world being effectively it's own plane of existence) or a more Star Trek feel(Interplanetary Teleport).
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 07 July 2020, 18:43:51
Now picture THAT being cast on the Syberian AutoMechs, which are only *simulating* sentience!

- Herb

Me, Grimdark, have opinions!

The Pathfinder cosmology has expanded with the expansion books for sure.

I guess it depends on if you want a more Stargate SG-1 feel(Gate and each world being effectively it's own plane of existence) or a more Star Trek feel(Interplanetary Teleport).

Structurally, the planets of the battletech universe would be all on the same plane, since you can (mostly theoretically) cross between them by slow boating without hitting a planar boundary. But Gate spells (or magical equivalents to stargates) would still be necessary in some cases. Teleport has a fairly harsh upper limit to how much you can bring with you, while a gate spell will take anything that can fit through it.

(Grando would have had to send Grimdark back either using a gate spell or getting him to walk back through whatever magical gate he'd stumbled out of. Stupid wizards leaving gates (https://tfwiki.net/wiki/A_Decepticon_Raider_in_King_Arthur%27s_Court_(episode)) to strange places just lying around.)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 07 July 2020, 19:02:55
Like I said it has evolved (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/bestiary/monster-listings/aberrations/star-spawn-of-cthulhu/#:~:text=A%20mountainous%20form%20lumbers%20to,a%20writhing%20mass%20of%20tentacles.&text=Speed%2040%20ft.%2C%20fly%2060,average)%2C%20swim%2040%20ft.) just a tad.

I may have just made a terribletm mistake...
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 07 July 2020, 19:16:25
Like I said it has evolved (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/bestiary/monster-listings/aberrations/star-spawn-of-cthulhu/#:~:text=A%20mountainous%20form%20lumbers%20to,a%20writhing%20mass%20of%20tentacles.&text=Speed%2040%20ft.%2C%20fly%2060,average)%2C%20swim%2040%20ft.) just a tad.

I may have just made a terribletm mistake...

Or an awesome one!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Daryk on 07 July 2020, 19:29:07
What he said!  :D
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: worktroll on 07 July 2020, 20:26:32
Or an awesome one!

And you feel fine? ;)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 08 July 2020, 05:18:37
"Grav deck secured. All other stations reporting ready for jump."

"Very well," Doug said. "We have eyes on our passengers?"

Dave, the security chief occupying a station on the other side of the bridge, nodded. "Boobs, Tiny, and the old man are in their quarters. Their cat is napping in the galley. No sign they're up to anything."

"All right," Doug said. After eight days of recharging without incident, he'd finally decided to concede he had no reason to suspect them of foul play. Still, little precautions like making sure they weren't summoning monsters or something didn't hurt. "Let's keep those nicknames out of the log, Dave."

"Aye sir," the security chief acknowledged.

Doug took a deep breath. This was... well... the moment.

"Sound the tones, initiate sequence."

----

Unbeknownst to either the ship's crew or their passengers, a rat moved through their corridors, keeping to the shadows, avoiding prying eyes with more intelligence than any of the others this ancient, well worn vessels played host to.

His worshipers and minions on Toreel had long watched the kingdom of Vaslen and the Archmage that had thwarted them so many times. So many times they'd attempted to end her meddling only for her to escape their traps or defeat their agents.

The great game he had played with her had left him with so many frustrations, so many moments with victory nearly in his grasp only for it to be snatched away from him by luck or pluck or her pitiful "friends".

But then word had come to him in his black fortress of pain in the Nine Hells that the Archmage was leaving Toreel behind. That she would be travelling beyond the horizon and possibly never returning.

It had been a time to rejoice! With the meddlesome Archmage gone, none would stand in the way of his nefarious plans. His barons and advisors relished the news!

But he saw through it all. He saw the Archmage's action for what it was, a most terrible insult. So many battles for the fate of an entire world, and now she was simply leaving. She was simply abandoning their hatred for each other!

This would not stand, so he led his host of fiends forth from the pit of hate into the astral after them. The movement of so many foul denizens of the nine hells rousing a chorus of angels to descend from the heavens themselves to block their way. Many of his fiendish minions fell in the battle that followed, but it mattered not as the survivors rushed onwards, towards the convergence in the astral plane and the ship that threatened to carry away his greatest adversary.

The ship was gone when he arrived, and most of his surviving minions would fall to a strange being that seemed to be protecting the convergence, but he did not stop. With seven of his most powerful devils behind him, he plunged into the convergence.

Passing through, he felt himself begin to unravel, as though his form, any form, could not exist in the swirling chaos beyond. His last minions were gone in either an instant or an eternity, it was only through his own tremendous will that he could hold any semblance of mind or form long enough to utter one last begging plea, one last wish to the Archduke of Hell himself. Take me to her, do not let her escape me, do not let my rage die in vain!

When his senses returned he found himself in this state. The form of a tiny, insignificant creature. But he still lived. His mind remained. His powers... were locked away by his form. But his fiendish nature remained. And he had seen them, his old adversary and her companions traveling these very corridors. The Archduke had granted his wish. For now he could observe, plot, and scheme, until the time was right.

Beware, Archmage Chimkin of the House of McNuggNugg, your greatest enemy the Devil Lord Ez'etim'ibe, will have his revenge.

But what was that infernal ringing.... Oh shi...!

Discontinuity
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Daryk on 08 July 2020, 06:22:35
Well, at least the cat makes sense now...  ^-^
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 08 July 2020, 10:05:52
Now for the other shoe to drop.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 09 July 2020, 00:39:50
Somewhere in the colliding morass of unreality that washed around Polly, the phrase "It's uncomfortably like being drunk" seemed to go by, just long enough for him to get a good look at it. He didn't have any context, and wasn't sure that context was actually a thing that existed, but he did feel a strange kinship with it as it past.

(Should that have been passed? Polly figured one worked as well as the other)

There were other things strolling on by. "The forces of evil have been dealt a great blow this day." "The cunning of the archmage shall never be matched." "She shall ever be a martyr."

Hang on, cunning?

"Of course. Sacrifice yourselves to bait a devil lord into hurling himself into a void of unreality, removing a great and terrible threat from the universe. To have constructed such a strategy, such convincing bait that even the Heavens could not divine her intentions..."

What on Celestia are you on about?

"You know very well what I'm on... wait, who is this?"

Who is this? Aren't you an archangel? Don't you know?

"Polly, is that you? Are you still out there?"

Pretty far out, I think. Too many of those canned sardine things before my mid afternoon nap again. Messed me up bad last time too.

"Polly, you're not dreaming."

The concept of the color blue is dancing over in the corner of yersterday and the speed of an unladen swallow right now. I'm pretty sure I am.

"Polly, no, that plane, that space beyond the convergence, it... It can't exist. It's the personification of true unreality. If you've somehow managed to maintain a coherent form... Polly, was this part of the Archmage's plan?"

What PLAN?

In an instant, unreality smashed back into him like a torrent of chaos in reverse, conflicting thoughts, physical properties, and natural forces smashing together into concrete reality. Polly opened his eyes to see the ship's galley around him, same as he'd left it. Memories of his dream lingered.

"Plan," he said before checking his food dish and finding it empty. "They think we had a plan. Oh, somebody up there is going to be so disappointed."

----

In their cabin, L'heo waited politely for Chim to stop vomiting before he spoke. The experience of the jump had been deeply unpleasant for him as well, of course, but he was simply more robust that the tiny gnome.

"That was... enlightening," he said. "The first time was too much of a shock to notice, but..."

"Yeah," Chim said as she began cleaning herself up. "It makes you think, doesn't it? Nothing, or at least nothing we have the understanding to even recognize as something, could survive out there. I don't even think the concept of survival could exist out there. There's no higher planes, no order, no structure of any kind. It's true, pure chaos, so chaotic that it's everything and nothing all at once and you can't really tell the difference. They can only pass through it because their ship imposes structure around it long enough to make it through."

"Thus the teleportation spell," L'heo said.

"Yeah," Chim said. "We can't just pop in to that plane and pop out again like we might normally do. Even if we could attune a focus to try, we almost certainly wouldn't make it out. I might have a way around, but if I'm wrong, poof! Whoever tries ceases to exist. Brute force teleportation is the only real safe choice."

"It makes sense," L'heo said. "I have to wonder, though, how could our two realities be so different? I'm not certain which question is more intriguing. How could a living reality come into being without any higher dimensional structure at all, or why did ours come into being with one."

"Ugg," Chim said in response. "That's the sort of thinking that gets me tied to posts and set on fire."

-----

There is a common myth among the uninformed that rats actually cry blood when stressed. This isn't actually true, of course. The reddish discharge is a secretion called porphyrin, and it's not harmful, but it is a sign that your rat is stressed, so maybe try not to be such a jerk to it, you jerk.

Fiendish rats are an exception to this. They actually do cry blood, most likely because Great Modeus, Archduke of the nine hells, figured it would be appropriate to their aesthetic. What this meant was that deep in the bowels of the ship, there was currently a fiendish rat crying tears of blood after having once again glimpsed the abyss of insanity.

"I don't want to be here anymore."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 09 July 2020, 00:51:44
Well at least they are in the wrong region of space for all the truly terrible ideas running through my head right now.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 09 July 2020, 00:56:19
I am confused. Battletech's universe is unstructured chaos or hyperspace is? Or does the Battletech universe merely lack higher planes?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 09 July 2020, 01:10:00
I understood it that hyperspace was the chaos.

The rest is one hell of a rabbit hole to go down for Pathfinder cosmology and is something Liam's Ghost being the man with the plan will have to answer.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 09 July 2020, 01:13:05
They're specifically talking about hyperspace, or at least what they perceive during the jumps. Basically how it feels to them, based on their experience traveling other planes back home.

How right or wrong they are remains to be seen.

Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Daryk on 09 July 2020, 06:13:12
It's sufficient to make an archfiend miserable, so it can't be all bad...  :D
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: thtadthtshldntb on 09 July 2020, 06:48:25
I am confused. Battletech's universe is unstructured chaos or hyperspace is? Or does the Battletech universe merely lack higher planes?

They are experiencing among other things, cognitive dissonance. Essentially they expected that they understood higher reality and all higher reality was like theirs back home. Its not, so its disturbing them.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 09 July 2020, 08:13:32
When they get back, can the archimage cast incinerate on Catherine and Victor, please?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 09 July 2020, 23:30:58
Excerpts from Archmage Chimkin McNuggNugg's private journal
Second recharging cycle


What planar experiments I can safely conduct continue. The good news is that we are not completely cut off from the higher planes we're familiar with. Polly remains able to contact his superiors in his home plane, and Celia still receives her divinely granted abilities. Though losing access to those abilities would be inconvenient, it appears that this was more reassuring to the people back home, who it turns out had believed we were all dead... or rather non-existent, based on their own examination of the convergence we passed through.

The bad news is tangible interaction is impossible. An attempt was made to create a small gate directly to Elysium (Polly's request, as he is running short of his most favored treats). Our first three attempts not only failed, but apparently caused the crew some concern. Once all the shouting stopped, we worked out that planar magic doesn't interact well with this ship's core, and their computing devices were complaining a great deal about our attempts.

After discussing things with Captain Doug, our second round of attempts took place well away from the ship. This took several days, primarily due to how hard it is to get the gestures right when you're in an ill fitting suit floating in a void with no sense of up and down. However, I am confident that I successfully cast the spell at least twice, with no result. Our hypothesis is that while we are still able to communicate with our home planes, possibly through the convergences that allowed us to pass into this reality, higher order transit is impossible.

Additional note: After learning how the crew uses thrusters to move around in space and the underlying physical principles around it, I took one of the decanters of endless water out with me on a space walk. The result was very difficult to control, but also extremely fun.

Third Recharging Cycle

After watching me clean up the unfortunate side affects of our last jump, one of the crew asked me where the stuff goes after we clean it up. Surprisingly I didn't have an answer for her until after an hour of looking it up in my texts (it's supposed to be ejected into an outer plane, so I guess in this case back into what they call hyperspace). After I answered her question, I mentioned how it's strange how we just accept certain things without bothering to understand them. She agreed and said she felt the same way about something called "battlemechs".

I wonder what those are?

To occupy myself I have begun magically mending worn parts at the direction of the ship's engineering team. I don't know if dad would be proud or would have already climaxed himself into a coma over all this remarkable machinery.

Fifth Recharging Cycle

Celia is becoming friendly with one of the male crew. She's become quite at ease aboardship, even to the point of not always wearing her armor. The spartan discipline of shipboard life agrees with her, and she maintains that she can find no evil among the crew. They are all, in her eyes, good men and women.

L'heo and I have been wondering about that. If our theory about this reality's higher planes (or the lack of them) is correct, can we be sure that objective evil exists here?

I'm worried our dear sweet naive girl isn't ready for a world where she can't discern a person's ill desires at a glance.

Adendum: Several crewmen in the galley have declared me Queen of the Ship upon discovering that I can add flavor to the food at will. It appears to be an honorary title.

Eighth Recharging Cycle

It appears a rat has chewed up the last volume of the eight part Romance of the Lilly Maidens that I had brought with me to read on our journey. The book is a complete loss, beyond my ability to mend it. Captain Doug insists that he won't turn the ship around just because I really really want to know how the story ends.

I have assigned Polly the task of hunting down the rat, but he seems disinterested.

Tenth Recharging Cycle

I have exhausted the ship's library of popular fiction. Moving on to historical texts.

Fifteenth Recharging Cycle

But why didn't he just shoot Amaris?

Nineteenth Recharge Cycle

I AM SO BORED!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 09 July 2020, 23:49:49
"Chimkin McNuggNugg"?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 09 July 2020, 23:52:58
A bored gnome is dangerous no matter what the character class...

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 09 July 2020, 23:56:44
"Chimkin McNuggNugg"?

I run the odd game of Pathfinder for Liam's Ghost and some other friends.

I'm pretty used to such names.

Of course it also helps I've had some 'interesting' ones myself.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 10 July 2020, 03:06:53
"Chimkin McNuggNugg"?

It only sounds weird to us.  :P
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Daryk on 10 July 2020, 06:23:08
Gnomes have very different standards...  :D
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: smdvogrin on 10 July 2020, 09:47:28
Additional note: After learning how the crew uses thrusters to move around in space and the underlying physical principles around it, I took one of the decanters of endless water out with me on a space walk. The result was very difficult to control, but also extremely fun.

Glorious!

Now, I wonder if the captain has heard about this, and has approached her on the subject of free, unlimited reaction mass...
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Daryk on 10 July 2020, 09:50:32
Not to mention what one could do for any dry planet you could name...
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 10 July 2020, 10:47:32
They have two options for free reaction mass.

Clerics have a cantrip that they can cast an unlimited number of times a day called Create Water (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/c/create-water/).

And if the Cleric with Chim is as high level as she is they could easily get a cult following going with some of the options available to them.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Kujo on 10 July 2020, 19:29:37
What are the odds of the Honorable Archmage Chimkin McNuggnugg after seeing the wondrous machines and tech of House Davion and the Federated Suns/Commonwealth try to scry for other such worlds (and other such depressing endless wars...) and try to find a noble Gnome civilization like the Suns, say a city like Gnomeregan from World of Warcraft...

Alignment wise I would guess all are Chaotic Good and Neutral good, none seem to be 'overly' lawful and they foes were devils not demons for all that is worth...

Good story so far, no blocks of text just digestible pieces of golden nuggets of story with delightful bits of sauce in which they are dipped... :-)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 11 July 2020, 04:35:52
Twenty-First Recharge Cycle
October 9, 3025


She'd moved into an unused cargo bay on the ship sometime during the last recharge cycle, where she could work on things in peace. L'heo had managed to convince both the crew and their companions that it was probably best to let her have some space to work things out.

Though Celia stood guard outside the door, nobody had actually gone in since, and Chim only came out briefly for meals. It was probably best to check on her.

Celia nodded as he approached, though the paladin looked particularly sullen about something. Rumors around the card table said she'd had a fight with the man she'd grown close to. L'heo obviously wanted nothing to do with that, so he'd consciously decided not to inquire further.

Slipping into the cargo bay, L'heo could immediately see that Chim had been doing some redecorating. Piping snaked across the deck, haphazardly rigged up and fused together into what he vaguely recognized as a makeshift alchemical rig the size of a comfortable cottage.

"You've been busy," he said. "Where did you get the materials for all of this?"

"Around," Chim said as she was adding the contents of a can labeled industrial lubricant into a drum. "Stuff nobody needed." The lights in the bay seemed to flicker for a moment in emphasis.

"Are you sure about that?" L'heo asked.

"If not, I'm sure the captain would have said something by now," Chim replied. "Walter, tea for our visitor!"

L'heo was startled to hear the clank of something approaching from behind. As he turned he saw a metal framework in the shape of a man, like the ones the crew used to shift heavy (or rather massive) loads around, walking towards him carrying a drinking bulb. Except this one wasn't being worn by a crewman.

The framwork extended the hand holding the drinking bulb. "Careful sir," it said with a posh accent from no discernible place on its structure, "it is quite hot."

L'heo accepted the bulb and looked back to Chim. "You don't think they'll want him back?" he asked, then nodded towards the barrel Chim was focused on. "What are you making?"

"If I did it right," Chim said, still not looking up from her work, "It's something they call inferno gel. Sort of like alchemist fire, except it's thicker, won't spread as readily, but it'll burn hotter and stick to people better."

L'heo didn't feel particularly surprised. "Is there a reason you're making it?"

"I could get my hands on the ingredients, mostly," Chim replied, then absently waved a hand towards the stack of other containers at one end of the bay. "I already made everything else I could."

L'heo winced. Chim's father had a habit of building self-replicating clockwork constructs when he was bored. Chim hadn't inherited his mechanical aptitude, but his tendencies were still there, and she had inherited her mother's alchemical knack. "Perhaps I could tear you away from this for a moment?"

Chim rolled her eyes. "For what? Cleaning up vomit? Making food taste like food? Reading a book or watching a movie I've only seen half a dozen times? Staring out into the same great big empty I've been looking at for half a year? Maybe there's a particularly fascinating ball of burning gas or a dead rock for me to see."

"I was thinking a living rock, actually," L'heo said with a smile.

Chim spun around to look at L'heo, her eyes wide like saucers. "You mean..."

"Yes," L'heo confirmed. "It appears we've arrived at our first inhabited system. Some place called Euschelus. How about a change of scenery?"
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Post by: VhenRa on 11 July 2020, 09:27:08
Welcome to the Taurian Concordat eh?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 11 July 2020, 10:32:36
No good can come from this. :D
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Post by: Daryk on 11 July 2020, 10:53:18
It might not be good, but it'll certainly be fun to watch!  :D
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Hellfire on 11 July 2020, 21:30:38
Great story concept. I've long been interested in fantasy/Battletech crossovers.
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Post by: Liam's Ghost on 12 July 2020, 21:30:10
"No, absolutely not!" Doug said incredulously.

"You're sending your crew ashore for what you specifically called 'much needed R&R'." L'heo replied. "Unless I misunderstood, this 'rest and recreation' would benefit us as much as your people. Maybe more. We aren't used to space travel."

"But my people are normal!" Doug protested. "You're going to draw attention to yourselves. You're going to stand out, you don't know how to act."

"I've had nothing to do but read about your people for the last two months," Chim chimed up. "And we've been interacting with your crew all this time. They'll just see a man and his two Canopean travelling companions."

Doug could feel the headache building, having a good idea particularly which books Chim would have gotten her idea about 'Canopean girls'. Lonely men and women trapped on spacecraft for months on end didn't exactly bring along anthropology books. "You stand out whenever you open your mouths," he said.

"Oh, that," Chim said. She paused for a moment. "Is this better?"

Doug blinked, surprised. After months of her 'badly dubbed Capellan film' speech patterns, hearing her speaking in (even accented) normal, non magical English was startling. "When did you learn..."

"I have had a LOT of time on my hands," Chim replied. "L'heo speaks it better than I can."

"I don't like to brag," L'heo said flawlessly. "Just picked it up playing cards with the crew."

Doug rested his head on his hand. "And the other one?"

Chim shook her head. "Celia doesn't speak English, but her Elvish should just seem like a foreign..."

"It's French," Dave the security chief broke into the conversation. "She speaks French."

Doug looked over, surprised, his expression matched by both Chim and L'heo.

"What do you mean?" Chim asked first.

"I've... uh..." Dave looked deeply embarrassed. "I've heard her speak it when we were... umm... talking. Elvish is French."

Chim was shocked. L'heo seemed to be smirking at the idea that they were 'talking'.

Doug felt like his headache was getting a friend. "Dave..."

"We have common interests!" Dave insisted. "Security things!"

Chim reached forward and grabbed Dave, probably trying to pull him down to her eye level, but in the microgravity only managing to pull herself up.

"LaH jIHvaD Dayaj'a'?" she barked out while also clinging to his jumpsuit to keep herself from coasting into the overhead. Dave looked at her in a panic before looking over to the others.

"I don't think he understands you," L'heo said.

"I just speak a little French," Dave said. "That's all!"

Chim seemed to calm down, and with a little help was soon back with her grip shoes planted on the deck. "I have this horrible feeling that God is a lie," she said, her face looking to Doug like someone had taken her favorite stuffed toy away.

(She was never not going to look like a child to him)

There was a moment's pause before L'heo broke the silence. "So," he said. "Can we go?"

Doug shook his head. "Is she going to grab passers by and yell gibberish at them?"

L'heo looked down at Chim and back up at Doug. "Maybe a little?"

"I am so going to regret this," Doug said, then threw up his hands. "If you can promise that cat won't start talking to people..."
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Post by: Daryk on 12 July 2020, 21:33:33
I see absolutely no way this could go wrong...  :D
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Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 12 July 2020, 22:06:54
Jude t all the infinitely improbable ways it can go wrong.
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Post by: idea weenie on 12 July 2020, 23:39:50
  "I am so going to regret this," Doug said, then threw up his hands. "If you can promise that cat won't start talking to people..." 

"Meow"

"Did that cat just say 'meow' to me?"

"Of course not, you know that cats can't talk.  By the way, could you breathe into this for me?"
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Post by: Liam's Ghost on 13 July 2020, 00:57:15
-Ten minutes later-

"Harumph," Chim said as they drifted into the cabin they'd been assigned aboard the dropship. "They didn't say it'd take five days to get to the planet."

L'heo secured their bags in the rack before taking a seat in the acceleration couch next to her. "We spent days traveling out to their ship when we left. It's not really a surprise we'd have to do it again."

Chim didn't particularly want to hear it, and gave L'heo a look to indicate as such while Celia took the seat next to them and Polly settled into the Paladin's lap. For Polly it was common sense. Celia simply had more lap for him to sit on, but at the moment it still pissed Chim off.

"So," Chim said, trying to think of something, anything, to take her mind of things. The pause lingered a bit longer before she decided to look at Celia. "You and Dave?"

Celia blushed and looked away. "I would prefer not to talk about it."

There was another pause, broken up by an announcement over the public address indicating the ship would be detaching, followed by a shudder and a groan that echoed all around them, and soon after followed by the first sensation of gravity that wasn't also slightly nauseating in months as the ship got underway.

"It's just..." Celia finally said. On the other side, Chim could hear L'heo mutter. "Oh Gods no..."

"I... I thought he saw me as special," Celia continued. "But he was carrying something... propho... provo... I don't know what they were called but they were to protect him from... well... if he were to be... intimate." She seemed to blush harder.

Chim suddenly understood L'heo's reluctance. "I... uh... don't..."

But it was Polly who spoke up, raising his head and opening one eye in annoyance. "That's stupid. You're stupid. Your order doesn't even have a vow of chastity."

"That's different!" Celia protested. "I am... not unwilling. He is very special to me. I would have obtained the necessary protections, but... to just have them on hand like that..."

"Sound convenient to me," Polly said.

"That's what I mean!" Celia insisted. "Is he the sort of man who treats... that... so lightly?"

L'heo groaned in frustration, "Could one of you render me unconscious until this is over?"
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Post by: HABeas2 on 13 July 2020, 06:35:31
Chim reached forward and grabbed Dave, probably trying to pull him down to her eye level, but in the microgravity only managing to pull herself up.

"LaH jIHvaD Dayaj'a'?" she barked out while also clinging to his jumpsuit to keep herself from coasting into the overhead. Dave looked at her in a panic before looking over to the others.

Did she try to speak "Draconic" to him? Why?

- Herb
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Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 13 July 2020, 07:17:12
I'm wondering if Klingon maps to Draconic or Orcish...
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Post by: Elmoth on 13 July 2020, 09:45:40
Elvish French. I need to use that in a game ASAP
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Post by: HABeas2 on 13 July 2020, 11:12:20
I'm wondering if Klingon maps to Draconic or Orcish...

In the opening fiction for the Nebula California ebook, when Grando chose to speak Draconic, it was Klingon I used. And French was "High Elvish." A couple others--German and Spanish--were something that was meant to indicate kingdom/regional languages.

Here's the bit:
Quote
“Creature of iron!” he bellowed, channeling the magic within
to magnify his volume until it felt as if the earth around him
shuddered from the sheer force of his words. “Beast of fire and
darkness! Who sent thee to threaten our lands?”
Abruptly, the monstrous creation paused, its massive legs
grinding to an earth-gouging stop in mid-stride. Its long, toothy
visage swung around, and its body followed, dragging along a tail
that now twitched more like that of an agitated house pet. The
eyes that faced Grando were wide slits that glowed an angry red,
and lacked any visible pupils, but he knew with every fiber of his
ancient being that it now focused all attention on him.
And yet, while his words somehow resonated enough to
stay its wrath, the monster made no further response. Could it
not speak, he wondered? Or had it merely failed to understand
his words properly? These lands were abundant in kingdoms
and counties where the common tongue of Man competed with
other languages.
He switched to the language of the Eisengard: “Was ist
ihre Herkunft?”
The beast’s head tilted slightly to one side, and Grando
imagined a blank stare from its glowing, red slits.
Of course! He realized. Chiding himself for missing the obvious,
he tried Draconic. “SoHvaD ngeH ‘Iv?”
Yet once again, the metal-clad beast stared blankly at him.
Puzzled more than ever, he went for High Elfish: “Qui vous
a envoyé?”
Still nothing? Maybe the language of the Seafarers… “¿De
dónde es usted?”
The beast’s head now tilted to the other side, but still did
nothing else.
Well, this was starting to become frustrating.
It was at that point that Grando muttered, somewhat louder
than he’d intended, “Brilliant! How can I reach your soul if you can’t
even communicate, you foolish beast?”

Grimdark, it would turn out, understood Common/English.

Liam's Ghost, out of curiosity, what did you see as Chim's native tongue?

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Daryk on 13 July 2020, 11:39:00
I played in a game many years ago that used Croatian for gnomish...
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 13 July 2020, 13:14:32
(Heh. Now that I think on it, "Eisengard" was probably the dwarf nation in Grando's neck of Toreel. Not sure WHO the Seafarers might have been, though. I wrote all of that years ago...)

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 13 July 2020, 15:08:57
In the opening fiction for the Nebula California ebook, when Grando chose to speak Draconic, it was Klingon I used. And French was "High Elvish." A couple others--German and Spanish--were something that was meant to indicate kingdom/regional languages.

Here's the bit:
Grimdark, it would turn out, understood Common/English.

Liam's Ghost, out of curiosity, what did you see as Chim's native tongue?

- Herb

Damn, forgot the Klingon line in there. Sweet.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 14 July 2020, 14:42:54
As I imagine it right now, I think the orcish tongues of Toreel are probably Russian, while other goblinoids use some type of Slavic.

I could possibly get real dangerous mapping out the evolution of Toreel's humanoid sub-species here...

- Herb
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Post by: worktroll on 14 July 2020, 18:46:52
Any Pak?
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Post by: Cannonshop on 14 July 2020, 23:54:13
Any Pak?

what an interesting question.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 15 July 2020, 01:08:57
Any Pak?

Who's that question for? And what does "Pak" mean in this context?

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: worktroll on 15 July 2020, 01:13:13
Pak Protectors, from Larry Niven's Known Space series. When you talked about speciation of hominids, the connection to Ringworld jumped up.

(SHort form, leave hominids alone with no other mammlaian species in a very very large place, with lots of climate regions, and millions of years, you get ... specialised hominids.)

Pak Protectors are guaranteed to bring that something extra to boring lives. And if I wasn't 20 years too old ...
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 15 July 2020, 01:44:09
There should be more coming soon, but the wrist I injured way back when is still bothering me something fierce, so I'm typing in only short bursts.

(And if you're thinking I should get it checked again, I agree. So does my doctor, and I have a referral for a second x-ray waiting for me, just as soon as I get confirmation that my current respiratory infection isn't in fact covid. The screener said I should hear back in nine days)

Liam's Ghost, out of curiosity, what did you see as Chim's native tongue?

I haven't quite decided on either Gnomish or the common tongue of the people in her region, just that their particular local tongue obscure enough that the Jumpship crew hasn't immediately recognized the native language.

Orcish is absolutely Russian.

(actually to be perfectly honest I considered making Gnomish be Japanese, on the grounds that Chim's physical description isn't that far removed from a moe version of a tiny elf, but that might just be my crunchyroll subscription talking)

Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 15 July 2020, 01:49:55
Pak Protectors, from Larry Niven's Known Space series. When you talked about speciation of hominids, the connection to Ringworld jumped up.

(SHort form, leave hominids alone with no other mammlaian species in a very very large place, with lots of climate regions, and millions of years, you get ... specialised hominids.)

Pak Protectors are guaranteed to bring that something extra to boring lives. And if I wasn't 20 years too old ...

Hmmm. Probably not, at least not in the sense Niven has them, where they basically are nigh immortal pre-humans. Toreel is patterned on D&D/Pathfinder settings, and thus tends toward the more classic fantasy tropes when it comes to speciation. (Though it's also noted that some local fauna also evolved up on Toreel as well, resulting in the dragonkin, gnolls, and other more monstrous races.) Whatever unique connection to other planes that gave the natives of Toreel access to magic is truly strange in nature.

- Herb
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Post by: monbvol on 15 July 2020, 02:13:18
Hmmm. Probably not, at least not in the sense Niven has them, where they basically are nigh immortal pre-humans. Toreel is patterned on D&D/Pathfinder settings, and thus tends toward the more classic fantasy tropes when it comes to speciation. (Though it's also noted that some local fauna also evolved up on Toreel as well, resulting in the dragonkin, gnolls, and other more monstrous races.) Whatever unique connection to other planes that gave the natives of Toreel access to magic is truly strange in nature.

- Herb

What can make a lot of this even more difficult to pin down is both D&D and Pathfinder have both supported the idea of homebrewed settings, to varying degrees to be sure.

Pathfinder 2nd Edition is a bit more heavily invested in their official setting but still complicates things by suggesting that humans can even have their own regional languages.
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Post by: worktroll on 15 July 2020, 02:57:43
Hmmm. Probably not, at least not in the sense Niven has them, where they basically are nigh immortal pre-humans. Toreel is patterned on D&D/Pathfinder settings, and thus tends toward the more classic fantasy tropes when it comes to speciation. (Though it's also noted that some local fauna also evolved up on Toreel as well, resulting in the dragonkin, gnolls, and other more monstrous races.) Whatever unique connection to other planes that gave the natives of Toreel access to magic is truly strange in nature.

- Herb

I think Pak probably belong better in the "And I Feel Fine ..." universe, honestly. It was just the speciation.

Damn, now I want to run a fantasy RPG with grass giants, climbing people, ghouls, vampires, City Builders, and see how long it takes for someone to wonder why they haven't met any wizards ...
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 15 July 2020, 03:41:00
What can make a lot of this even more difficult to pin down is both D&D and Pathfinder have both supported the idea of homebrewed settings, to varying degrees to be sure.

Pathfinder 2nd Edition is a bit more heavily invested in their official setting but still complicates things by suggesting that humans can even have their own regional languages.

Oh yeah. Which is why I'm not sure now whether the "sea peoples" who spoke Spanish in the intro fiction of Nebula California were another human nation, or another of the demi-human groups. The majority of the so-called "nations of Man," though, tended toward Common/Star League English.

- Herb
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Post by: Liam's Ghost on 15 July 2020, 06:50:47

"Ship is away," Rick, the acting executive officer, reported.

Doug wasn't certain what he was feeling. On the one hand he felt like he was unleashing chaos on an unsuspecting world. On the other hand he also felt something that felt disturbingly like a burning couch had just been lifted off his shoulders, even if only temporarily.

"Anybody got odds on this being a terrible idea?" Rick asked.

"It'll be fine," Dave said. "They're a bit weird, but they're good folk."

"I'd trust your assessment better if you weren't shtuping one of them."

Dave scowled, grumbling under his breath.

"No bets," Doug said. "We hope for the best, though make sure we've got a plot for a quick jump out if we need it, Rick."

Rick laughed. "Aye sir."

"Bridge, this is engineering." came the call over the intercoms. "Boss, we've got a... thing down here."

Doug toggled the com at his station. "Engineering, this is the bridge. What sort of thing?"

"One of the exoskeletons is... umm... walking around."

Doug felt confusion and a bit of dread. "What do you mean walking around."

"I mean walking around sir, without a person. And he says his name is Walter. He, uh... wants to know what he can do to help out."

Some of that weight came rushing back.

-----

Celia left shortly after they were cleared to move about the ship, having decided to find a quiet place to "meditate" on her relationship with Dave. Polly had taken the time to pull the blanket off of one of the bunks and wad it into a comfortable place to nap. That, more or less, left Chim and L'heo alone. L'heo occupied himself on the couch, quietly reading a book with apparently not a care in the world.

Chim had charts and magical fomulai spread out on the desk, absently working on mystical equations. The spell she was working on, the overcharged teleportation spell that might let her cross from world to world, she was making progress on it. She was close, a bit more experimentation, a bit more research and calculations... but to be honest she wasn't really concentrating on her work. She was too anxious, too agitated, and too annoyed that nobody seemed to notice.

"Ugg," she complained. "This is exhausting," she complained.

"Uh huh," L'heo said from the couch, absently turning a page on his book.

"And why is it so heavy in here?" Chim complained again, feeling her annoyance build.

"Quite heavy," L'heo agreed.

"They should know we just got off months of weak or no gravity," Chim continued. "You'd think they'd accommodate us and avoid going all out."

"Very inconsiderate," L'heo said as he turned another page.

"And this chair needs another cushion," Chim said. "My shoulders already hurt."

"Yep," L'heo said.

That was the last straw for Chim, and she turned around and threw a pen at him. "Are you even listening?" she demanded.

L'heo ignored the pen that sailed past his head, but he closed his book and looked up. "When your great grandmother had your grandmother," he said. "She took me aside and said 'L'heo, You've been a good friend and dear companion for as long as I know you. I know my daughter will always be safe in your care, wherever her adventures might take her. But she's her mother's daughter, so be her friend, be her confidant, and above all, don't take any of her crap."

Chim frowned disapproving.

"Then when your grandmother had your mother," he continued, "she told me, "I know my daughter will always be safe in your care, wherever her adventures might take her. But she's her mother's daughter, so be her friend, be her confidant, and above all, don't take any of her crap."

"And I suppose my mom said the same thing?"

"It was more like 'she's an absolute brat sometimes, so don't let her push you around.'" L'heo said. "But the sentiment was there."

Chim stuck her tongue out at L'heo.

"You ask if I'm listening," L'heo said. "Of course I'm listening. You got something on your mind, we can talk about it. But you need to actually talk about it."

Chim sighed. "Elvish is French," she said. "French, as in of France."

"I'll take your word for it." L'heo said.

"France," Chim continued, "as in a place on their homeworld, an ancient place. The word is literally thousands of years old. It's older than any of our historical records go back."

"Ah," L'heo said. "You think there's a connection. You know, their English is the same way. The common tongue basically anywhere but the Sapphire islands is essentially identical, or at least close enough to be understood."
 
Chim felt her eyes widen in shock. "It is? And you knew?"

"I was surprised you didn't," L'heo replied casually. "You spoke forty eight languages before we met them. How is it that none of them was the most common one in the entire mortal world?"

Chim's concerns were briefly replaced by embarrassment. "I just never got around to it," she said. "But that's not important! If we're speaking their languages... does that mean we came from them?"

"Would that be so bad?" L'heo asked.

"It's terrifying!" Chim said. "Everything I thought I knew, everything I thought I understood..." Her mind was in a frenzy now. "But it makes a terrifying amount of sense, with everything we've learned. If you look at how our two realities are constructed on a fundamental level..."

She took a breath, trying to get her thoughts in order. L'heo waited expectantly.

"I don't know," she said. "The planar structure of their reality is raw chaos. And the physical universe is mostly empty space. Next to that, our reality is so ordered it looks like it was designed. By people like us, for people like us. I mean, think about it. Mortals can survive, at least for short periods, on any plane, and live indefinitely on most of them without much effort. Here, step outside this hull, and you suffocate to death, because very simple physical laws say there's no reason there'd be anything to breath."

L'heo chuckled. "Like you said before, the kind of thinking that gets people set on fire. So you yelled at that poor guy in Draconic because..."

Chim shrugged. "It was the only thing I could think of that might have told me something. If he'd recognized that, well... If something from their reality created ours, Dragonkind would probably be the best option."

"Not the only option," L'heo said.

"No," Chim agreed. "I was too terrified to try speaking Aklo to him. But it's probably the best one."

L'heo seemed to think for a moment. "It's a lot to think about. But, I think there's another possibility you might be overlooking."

"And that is?" Chim asked.

"Remember when we first met them?" L'heo said. "You introduced yourself, and half their party started snickering, most of the rest thought we were making fun of them?"

"Ugg," Chim said. "They never told me what was so funny, either." The ship's previous captain, Patrick, had insisted that they refer to her by her shortened common name since then. A practice she'd agreed to, with little resistance. In Vaslen it would be an insult for strangers who weren't her social equals to refer to her by anything but her title and her family name (the McNuggNugg clan was an old and established house). But the ship's crew weren't from Vaslen, and Chim never cared for the trappings of the court. Still, she would have liked to know what the sniggering was all about.

"Celia got the same sort of response over her family name," L'heo said. "My point is that you're looking for some deeper mystery. What if the real answer is that the Gods were lazy and cribbed off of each other? Or they set it up because they thought it would be funny?"

"That's your solution?" Chim asked skeptically. "The Gods thought it would be funny?"

"You live long enough," L'heo said, "you see enough things, you start to realize that's more likely than you might think."

-----

Far away, on the other side of the system, a second ship moved through the void. It was a lot closer to the planet, but it was also (or rather would be for most of its journey) moving a lot slower, coasting on inertia to avoid easy detection, having detached from its own parent ship at a pirate point much deeper in the system. The people aboard the ship were busying themselves readying weapons, equipment, and battlemechs. Their intention was simple. Slip in close, drop their forces to cow the locals, and take what they could before any significant resistance could appear. They had every reason to be confident. This world didn't have much to defend itself. Its ability to monitor the space around it was virtually non-existent. The only other contact they could detect was a single jumpship at the zenith point. If that ship had business locally, it'd most likely be an ore freighter sending a ship down to pick up a load from the mines on planet, just in time to be a juicy extra prize to nab. The Concordat didn't send troops out this way very often in the best of days. And word out of the Haven was ole Tommy Calderon was having one of his Davion Bogeyman moments right now.

No way the locals would be able to put up much of a fight.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: paulobrito on 15 July 2020, 07:05:25
Oh boy, these pirates are going for a rude surprise i bet.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 15 July 2020, 08:41:43
Are going to *have* one, you mean.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 15 July 2020, 13:35:14
"My point is that you're looking for some deeper mystery. What if the real answer is that the Gods were lazy and cribbed off of each other? Or they set it up because they thought it would be funny?"

"That's your solution?" Chim asked skeptically. "The Gods thought it would be funny?"

"You live long enough," L'heo said, "you see enough things, you start to realize that's more likely than you might think."

Shit! Paul, they're on to us! Run!

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: ckosacranoid on 15 July 2020, 18:24:49
Why do I get the feeling those poor bastards are going to be facing a real living and fire beating dragon when they land and start crap?

Cool story and thanks  for sharing.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Korzon77 on 15 July 2020, 18:54:28
[
The tones finished sounding and the discontinuity hit as the ship began to jump.

But around Doug, just for a moment, time seemed to stop. The world around him froze, all except for a spot on the deck in front of him which seemed to bend and mold like clay, sliding up and shaping into a figure, its lower half an indistinct mass, the upper body clothed in red robes. There was no head, in its place was a featureless mask fixed to a rod gripped in one hand.

"Why would you wish to leave?" it asked. "Have we not enjoyed our time together?"

Snakes of clay slid from the lower body of the creature, wrapping around Captain Heard and dragging him to the creature. Around him, Doug could hear the crying and hissing of something like feral housecats stalking around him, around the rest of the crew on the bridge, but he was powerless to act, as though paralyzed.

"You cannot leave," the mysterious stranger said. "What lies beyond is not safe." The bridge seemed to stretch out, pulling the creature away from Doug even as its body engulfed the captain, but its tentacles continued across the deck, getting ever closer, even as the ship stretched further and further around him and invisible claws began to tear into him...

-

Oh Lord. RUN! It's the biggest single nightmare fuel a children's show ever had.

the Mysterious Stranger is something that legit gave some friends nightmares.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 15 July 2020, 20:56:10
Oh Lord. RUN! It's the biggest single nightmare fuel a children's show ever had.

the Mysterious Stranger is something that legit gave some friends nightmares.

Never saw it.  Just looked up the reference.  What the crap.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 15 July 2020, 23:35:04
LG, a quick technical question:

How close to the "rules" are you planning to run this tale? (i.e. the rules from pp. 27-28, which deal with magic vs BattleMechs) Wondering how unbalanced the fight we're about to see is...

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 15 July 2020, 23:44:18
I think you meant LG not GB there Herb.

Still an interesting question as I've long been of the mind the most effective spells to use are not the ones that deal HP damage directly but other spells.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: VhenRa on 16 July 2020, 00:53:30
I think you meant LG not GB there Herb.

Still an interesting question as I've long been of the mind the most effective spells to use are not the ones that deal HP damage directly but other spells.

To be fair... that is very much the case in 3.5 edition D&D...
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 16 July 2020, 01:11:49
A blind mech, a mech ths tlevitstes a few feet off the ground (no jump jets), a mech that suddenly finds itself in a swamp, or that fatigues (heard up!) Are all options.

Or a summoned dragon herd.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 16 July 2020, 04:18:56
How close to the "rules" are you planning to run this tale? (i.e. the rules from pp. 27-28, which deal with magic vs BattleMechs) Wondering how unbalanced the fight we're about to see is...

I'm hoping to stick pretty close to those guidelines whenever possible, winging it where I have to.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 16 July 2020, 08:39:26
I think you meant LG not GB there Herb.

D'OH! Fixed after the fact, but it seems he understood despite my idiocy.

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 16 July 2020, 08:40:58
To be fair... that is very much the case in 3.5 edition D&D...

Which is why the rules specifically referenced D&D3.5 and Pathf-- I mean C&C3.5 and Roadfinder!

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 17 July 2020, 03:52:49
~Approximately five days later~

"It's not much of a settlement," Trisha, the crew member that had appointed herself their "guide" said. "Just a mining town of about twenty thousand people."

Chim didn't bother mentioning that that was more than the largest city in the Sapphire Islands back home. In fact, it would probably be in the running for the largest city anywhere on Toreel.

They had a pretty good view of the town and the surrounding area from where they were, standing in line waiting for their turn to be "processed" by the clerk at the small building by the gate. The not quite but sort of stone pad their ship had landed on sat on a rise looking over a very large valley, with most of the town stretched out below them, built into the descending slope. The valley beyond the town seemed split down the middle, half of it scarred with giant open pits gouged out of the ground. The other half seemed to be covered with some sort of vast forest of strange looking metal trees.

"What are those," L'heo asked, indicating in that direction.

"Moisture farm," Trisha replied. "Those condensers draw in moisture from the air to supplement the water supply."

That was surprising. The farm was huge, easily much larger than the city itself. Chim couldn't imagine the amount of metal and work that had gone into its construction. All that for water?

"They don't have better sources?" L'heo asked. "The planet has an ocean, and they have to have groundwater, even out here."

Trisha shrugged. "I don't know, maybe problems shipping water out this far, maybe they have problems purifying it."

Chim was already doing the math in her head. Three decanters of endless water would be enough. Bury them up to their spouts in one of those pits and just let them run at full blast. That would be enough to meet the whole city's water needs, as long as they set up something to collect it.

They had six decanters with them (they were just so handy to have). They could solve that problem right now. Maybe keep solving it elsewhere, as long as they could find the right reagents and other materials...

She felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up, only to see L'heo quietly shaking his head. He was right, of course, they couldn't just go around fixing every little thing, and they specifically weren't supposed to be drawing attention to themselves. Still, she stuck her tongue out at him.

As part of not drawing attention to themselves, they'd taken a few precautions. Both L'heo and Celia wore borrowed clothing, something that wouldn't stand out as obviously unusual. The crew didn't have anything properly sized for Chim, so she had to improvise with magic, borrowing the hat of disguise from L'heo's bag. Their outfits wouldn't cover Celia and Chim's ears, but those were something they could hopefully pass off as just natural where they were from.

If they ever got the chance. "Does it normally take this long?" Chim asked.

"Here, with us?" Trisha asked. "Totally. Most ports like this will just wave you through without much hassle, but the local officials have a permanent burr in their asses whenever a Fedsuns flagged ship comes through. They'll let us through eventually, but they're gonna go through the whole book with each of us first, just to annoy us."

"That seems pointlessly counterproductive," L'heo said.

"Oh, there's a point," Trisha replied. "They're saying go away, we don't want any. As long as we're paying and they can't find a legit reason to, they won't kick us out, but we need to be on our best behavior while we're stretching our legs." She shrugged. "You get worse on other Taurian worlds. Nobody's shot at us, and the regular citizens are a lot friendlier than anybody in uniform as long as we don't do anything stupid."

"And if we do?" L'heo asked, apparently out of pure curiosity.

Trisha sighed. "I'm told they teach shooting and bomb making in primary school around here. Let's not find out."

Chim had read everything she could find on the way here, if only to stave off boredom. It had been sparse, but she'd gotten some small understanding about the history of these Taurians. From what little she'd read, their history consisted of mostly being ignored until they suddenly, violently weren't, with the texts mostly painting them as ungrateful savages who refused to accept the benefits of foreign rule by their betters. Chim had seen and personally overthrown enough tyrannical monarchies to read the subtext there.

Still, the particular tyranny they'd endured would have been centuries ago. Most dragons didn't hold grudges that long, much less humans whose grandparents wouldn't have been alive when they happened.

Most everybody else in the line looked even more uncomfortable than Chim felt. Not particularly surprising. The sun was high in the sky, its light reflecting off the... ferrocrete? To add to the heat. And the air was dry. The kind of dry that sucked the moisture out of you (which Chim supposed was literally true in this case). Even the land around them looked arid and dead, like it hadn't seen water in hundreds of years.

For a moment that thought distracted her, making her wonder if that massive moisture farm in the distance was actually making their environment worse, but she shook it aside to focus on the present.

This line wasn't all that big. What was taking so long!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 18 July 2020, 03:46:36
"Five minutes until we're over the horizon," the helmsman reported as the pirate dropship screamed through the atmosphere.

"Very well." The captain said. "Low pass over the town, rattle their windows on the way up, see how many houses we can cook with the exhaust. Not too fast though. Give the boys on the guns plenty of time to spread around the love before we pick a landing spot."

-----

"Name and nationality, please." the disinterested official in the box said. It had seemed to take forever, but it was finally their turn to go through the processing que.

"L'heo M'Garty," L'heo said. "Of the Kingdom of Vaslen." The decision to let him do the talking was obvious. Nobody would believe Chim was anything other than a short adolescent, and Celia didn't speak the language or have the temperament to pretend to be in charge.

This actually got the official to look up from her screen. "Vaslen? I've never heard of that." She was briefly startled when her gaze shifted to Celia and Chim.

"We're... pretty isolated," L'heo acknowledged. "These fine people discovered our homeworld recently and agreed to transport a diplomatic delegation so that we can broaden our understanding of other cultures.

"Heh," the clerk said. "You must have something they want a lot. The woman and her child are with you too?"

That stung a bit, and Chim didn't know how well she kept her offense hidden. Celia would have probably protested out of reflex if she spoke the local tongue.

"Yes, L'heo said. "They're part of our diplomatic party."

The clerk looked back at her screen to enter more information. "Their names?"

"Celia Kh'ybler," L'heo said. "And the little one is Chim. "

"Okay, you're in the system," the clerk said. "Few things. We don't issue diplomatic credentials here. I don't know what sort of promises they made to coax you on their ship, but you're expected to follow the law during your stay."

"Certainly," L'heo said.

"And I should tell you," the clerk added. "Keep an eye on the child and that cat of yours. We can't be held responsible if they run off on their own."

"Don't worry," L'heo replied. "They're both very well behaved."

From his position draped over Celia's shoulders, Polly opened one eye in what was clearly an annoyed look. For her part Chim was resisting a powerful urge to pout.

"Then that's everything," the clerk said as the gate raised in front of them. "Enjoy your stay on Euschelus."

Chim almost said "that's it?" in surprise at how quick and painless it all was, but she was cut off by a sudden wailing sound echoing through the air.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 18 July 2020, 09:22:57
L'heo has one hell of a bluff score to have promised Chim and Polly are well behaved.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Daryk on 18 July 2020, 09:45:48
Or he just has a different definition of "well behaved"...  ^-^
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Sharpnel on 18 July 2020, 11:34:00
He means that 'they won't intentionally kill someone. Accidents, on the other hand, do happen." Of course now that the pirates have shown up, the gloves are now off.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 18 July 2020, 18:43:43
The defenders were a bit on the ball at least, their raid sirens going off before the pirate ship had even gotten into view of the city proper. Still, it wasn't enough warning for the garrison to actually do anything before the dropship buzzed over the city at what would be considered treetop height, if they had any trees. Laser beams and clouds of missiles lanced out from the ship indiscriminately, tearing into streets, buildings, and those unfortunates caught outside and in their paths alike.

There was no real strategy behind it, no grand tactical advantage, and the damage done wasn't particularly significant. All this was just a way to instill a bit of fear in the locals, so when the main event started, they'd be less likely to put up a fight. 

It did make an impression, though perhaps not the one the pirates had hoped for.

-----

Chim watched the vessel soar overhead, feeling the pressure wave generated by its passing wash over her. "Who are they?" she demanded.

"Raiders," Trisha said. She'd been waiting for them on the other side of the gate when the attack had started. "Probably pirates. They'll land outside of town and send troops to attack." She extended her hand. "Come on, the locals will have a shelter where we can wait out the raid."

"No," Chim said. "I'm not waiting anything out."

"Chim," L'heo said with worry clear in his voice. "This isn't our fight."

"They don't have an afterlife!" Chim shouted. "No heavens or hells, no final judgement or reward, maybe no way to bring any of them back. When they die they're just... gone."

She could feel tears in her eyes. Somehow she'd never thought about that implication before, until just now. These people had to live with that uncertainty, that fear that whatever they did, whatever they might have hoped for, one day their lives would just... stop. "This is the only fight that matters."

"You didn't prepare for this," L'heo said.

"I prepared an opening move, just in case," Chim replied, then pulled a wand and rod from her pack. "And I have these. The rest I'll have to improvise."

Behind Chim, Celia began chanting out a spell as a suit of armor materialized around her, to the shocked gasp of the clerk watching from her booth. Chim smiled and reached into her pack again, drawing out the paladin's sword to the sound of another gasp.

"You get used to it," L'heo said to the clerk, before looking back to Chim. "So what's the plan?"
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Trace Coburn on 19 July 2020, 00:43:37
"So what's the plan?"
  ‘Plan’?  He thinks they have a plan?  How in heaven’s name has he stayed that optimistic after so long associating with PCs?  :D
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Kujo on 19 July 2020, 01:42:21
What kind of plan does Chimkin have, and just how expansive is it.  She realizes that these souls are going to oblivion when they die.  Numerous gods and goddesses would LOVE to get their hands on such a 'resource' if they could open their plane to this untapped and according to Chim very rich universe (a small mining town being the same population then the largest cities of her world, and it's just a town in a periphery backwater, there are trillions of more humans through out the inner sphere!  Doubt the devil pursuing them would concern themselves with such things...

Chim could 'save' quadrillion if not quintrillion if not sextrillion, if not septrillion, heck nearly infinite souls from this universe if she were to find a way to link this universe to the outer planes...

Great story keep it up, hope the wrist feels better, and take care of yourself especially if your COVID test comes up postive.  Thank you!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 19 July 2020, 02:12:41
The bandit leader led his mechs out of the dropship and onto the field, sweeping the horizon around him. No resistance so far. If the bulls decided to put up a fight, it'd be closer to the city. Citizen milita guys. Annoyingly tenacious at times, but they'd break when the infernos went off just like everybody else.

Still, it was better to keep the rest of the boys in the ship for now, until he and his mechs had made sure nobody would take any potshots at them.

The lance fanned out, his own Wolverine occupying the center, flanked by a Wasp and a Stinger. The fourth man, in a Locust, ranged out a bit further on their left. Nothing they planned, he was just eager for some action.

"Boss," the Stinger pilot called out. "Directly ahead of you, about ninety meters."

The bandit leader turned his attention to the area indicated. "Where did they come from?"

Three people stood in the middle of a flat, barren patch of ground, no cover around for them to have been hiding in. There was an older man, a woman in what looked like old fashioned plate armor, and a little girl, and it was the little girl that was stepping forward.

When she spoke, her voice boomed like a loud speaker. Probably was one hidden her person.

"Stop now," she ordered. "Return to your ship and leave this world, and none of you will have to die today."

"Get a load of mighty mouse here," the Wasp pilot said over the comms derisively.

"Those ears, though." the Stinger pilot threw in. "Kinda diggit. Exotics like her and the armor chick might go for extra on the market."

The leader thought about it for a moment. "The woman yes, the kid's too young. We're not savages." He toggled his medium laser and lined up the reticle on the child standing before them with absolutely no fear. Better to make an example of her anyway.

As his finger tightened on the trigger, the woman in armor rushed forward and bodily threw the child out of the way, taking the shot herself, her body flung back by the force of the blast.

"What a waste," he said as he saw the girl get back up. Even from ninety meters away, he could feel her death glare as he lined the reticle up again and waited for the laser to recharge.

"Very well," the girl said, followed by something brief and unintelligible. And just for a moment, she seemed to... flicker.

But then his world filled with light, and it wasn't his problem anymore.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 19 July 2020, 02:35:11
Even as the largest of the enemy war machines fell, Chim was more than a little worried. The opening move had smashed the glass canopy around where the pilot sat, but it hadn't done nearly as much damage to the rest of it as she would have hoped.

Still, it toppled. It took five of her most powerful spells, but she did it. She got... one of them. And she couldn't do that again...

The other three, though, seemed to be panicked, turning and scanning the area around them, as though they had no idea what had happened or where the attack had come from.

Well of course, she realised. They've probably never fought anything like us before.

She spared a glance for Celia, seeing her shake off the ruined remains of her summoned armor and concentrating on healing herself. Good for her. That blast the machine fired had been terrifying. The more they could keep the enemy off balance, the more likely they'd all survive this.

To that end, she saw L'heo rushing towards the enemies, leaping into the air while simultaneously shedding his human form. The machine he charged stumbled and toppled under the impact of an honest to Gods dragon crashing into it, clawing and biting at its metal skin while it wildy flailed and fired its weapons, trying to drive him off.

Another enemy was moving to assist, raising its gunlike arm, looking for a clear shot.

Chim smiled, said "no", and started casting again.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 19 July 2020, 02:36:21
Great story keep it up, hope the wrist feels better, and take care of yourself especially if your COVID test comes up postive.  Thank you!

Thank you much. Covid test was negative. I should get my x-ray on monday, then I find out what to do about the wrist (it's been doing better the last couple of days)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 19 July 2020, 02:55:29
The Locust pilot wasn't sure what to do.

First these clowns just... appeared in front of them, shouting for them to stop.

Then somehow the leader's mech went down to a... what? Precision airstrike from a fighter they didn't see or hear? Some sort of long gun with pinpoint accuracy? No idea!

Then... what? Some kinda creature out of a fairy tale book just rammed the Stinger and was chewing on it?

He was a bit further from the others, but he was still close enough to do something... The Wasp was closer, though, trying to get a bead on this... no... I'm not calling it a dragon.

Suddenly, the Wasp launched into the air, not on jump jets, but as though it had stepped on a gigantic cartoon spring, hurtling to a height of about thirty meters before crashing back to the ground.

The Locust pilot paused, too gobsmacked to know what to do.

Then the leader's Wolverine started moving again, pulling itself back to a standing position despite its head being a blackened wreck.

And the Locust pilot suddenly knew what to do, as he swung his mech around back towards the dropship.

******. That.

He was still trying to figure out what he'd tell the ship's crew, if this left him in charge, if he even wanted to be in charge, or a pirate, like, ever again, when he felt some sort of weight just seeming to land on his shoulder.

"Hey," a voice said quietly. Either the bulk of his neurohelmet or his own terror kept him from looking over, but he could feel paws on his shoulder, claws pushing through the fabric of his cooling vest to dig in to the flesh beneath.

The thing curled around him, until he had no choice but to look into that black feline face, those unnaturally violet feline eyes.

"You ever read 'The Cats of Vaslen?'" the cat asked.

The pilot screamed.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 19 July 2020, 05:21:34
The war machine managed to throw L'heo off of him, and L'heo used the momentum to lift back into the air and gain a small bit of distance. Biting and clawing wasn't doing much more than scratching it. He needed to hit it harder.

So he unleashed his breath on the machine, bathing it with the worst arctic cold.

A beam of searing light flashed out from the machine in response, spearing him in the body, and causing him to unleash an involuntary roar of pain. The machine didn't look the worse for wear from his own breath attack, and followed up by unleashing a hail of projectiles from the barrels under his arms. Barely annoyances compared to what that beam had done.

A fireball exploded against the back of the machine, only slightly staggering it. That would be Chim, who'd taken to the air and was now zipping around the enemy, having set her new construct on the other close opponent.

Still, it was just a little bit of a distraction, and L'heo took the chance, extending one clawed hand to send a lance of green energy into his tormentor.

The result was... fantastic. A section of the machine's arm simply vaporized to dust, the rest falling away to land on the ground. The enemy seemed just as surprised as he was, and suddenly launched into the air on gouts of flame, back in the direction of his ship.

"Let him go," he heard Chim magically say in his ear. "Is that all of them?"

L'heo scanned the area around them. The machine Chim had animated was dragging its opponent back to them by its leg. The one they'd driven off had landed and was now running for its ship. And the last one... was just sitting out there. Unmoving. In the distance L'heo could make out a man walking away from it and towards them, his hands raised and a small black shape hovering around him.

"Yeah," he said. "I think that's all of them."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 19 July 2020, 06:23:43
Nice. I am now waiting to see what happens when you cast Smite with a sword strike on a mech.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: NathanKell on 19 July 2020, 16:09:42
I absolutely adore this flight of whimsy.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Kujo on 19 July 2020, 21:30:27
Remember a conversation with a friend YEARs ago about X-Men Vs Battletech, the friend made it seem that the X-Men would rock over mechs, I would concur at a lower level.  Thinking it should be roughly the same with magic, does the Honorable Ms. McNuggnugg need to find better spells (transmute, lighting, hell create water in the right place would de-power a mech in an instant).  A dragon should be able to open a mech like a P-38 opens a C-rat, or a can opener a can with claws and teeth that piece magic armor as if it was paper, you telling me a few inches of sloped standard armor is only going to get dent and scrapped?  I know that tech high enough seems like magic (mechs), but as a first outing Fantasy seems to be less then fantastic...

That having been said enjoying the story, please continue!!!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: jonen c on 19 July 2020, 21:30:43
So... Awaken construct?

Does that mean the headshotted Wolverine now has to apply for political asylum with the Taurians if the explorers don't have room for it?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 19 July 2020, 22:28:26
The spells used in the battle

Chim's "opening move": time stop and 4 delayed blast fireballs aimed at the Wolverine.
Then, reverse gravity on the Wasp, and animate object on the dead Wolverine. 
Also maximized fireball on the Stinger that was fighting L'heo (she carries a rod of maximized magic for such contingencies).

And L'heo used Disintegrate to finally drive off the Stinger.

A dragon should be able to open a mech like a P-38 opens a C-rat, or a can opener a can with claws and teeth that piece magic armor as if it was paper, you telling me a few inches of sloped standard armor is only going to get dent and scrapped?  I know that tech high enough seems like magic (mechs), but as a first outing Fantasy seems to be less then fantastic...

I'm working from the rules and guidelines found in Welcome to the Nebula California (https://www.sarna.net/wiki/Welcome_to_Nebula_California). Under those rules, most direct damage dealing attacks and spells inflict relatively light damage to battlemechs. In L'heo's case, only his bite attack can consistently inflict damage, his claws are dependent on him rolling high enough. His breath weapon, being cold damage, doesn't affect the mech at all aside from cooling it off.

On the other hand, all three of them can tank at least two medium laser hits stark naked, and outside the box thinking in their spell use can be very profitable.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 20 July 2020, 02:57:33
Remember a conversation with a friend YEARs ago about X-Men Vs Battletech, the friend made it seem that the X-Men would rock over mechs, I would concur at a lower level.  Thinking it should be roughly the same with magic, does the Honorable Ms. McNuggnugg need to find better spells (transmute, lighting, hell create water in the right place would de-power a mech in an instant).  A dragon should be able to open a mech like a P-38 opens a C-rat, or a can opener a can with claws and teeth that piece magic armor as if it was paper, you telling me a few inches of sloped standard armor is only going to get dent and scrapped?  I know that tech high enough seems like magic (mechs), but as a first outing Fantasy seems to be less then fantastic...

That having been said enjoying the story, please continue!!!

I submit from TRO Vehicle Annex the Cattlemaster (http://www.masterunitlist.info/Unit/Details/3905/cattlemaster-ctl-3r-herder-industrialmech) which stands up to Ranger Bulls that mass up to 5 metric tons.

It is unclear how much Dragons actually weight in Pathfinder but I'd be surprised if it was more than 5-10 tons for the largest ones.

So it doesn't seem terribly out of line that a proper Battlemech can shrug off Dragon claw attacks.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: wolfcannon on 20 July 2020, 13:43:39
*roflmao*
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 20 July 2020, 22:48:33
"What the hell are we looking at?" Brett Turner, Taurian Citizens Militia, said as their helo orbited the battle zone.

"It appears to be a dragon made out of old spoons, a little flying Elf girl, and a Canopean stripper with a taste for cosplay, Section Leader." Corporal Ernest Weldon replied in an even, almost disinterested tone as he looked the odd trio over with his binoculars.

Brett had been ordered to take a maniple of light infantry by helo to a forward observation post, to monitor and report on the raiders movements, but those orders had quickly changed to "get there fast and radio back what the hell was going on."

"You want to radio that back to the Brigadier?" Brett asked Ernest.

"Not even a little, Section Leader." Ernest replied. 

"Didn't think so." Brett said. "Send to command two enemies..." the Wolverine that had been walking around without a head like that was freaking normal suddenly collapsed. "Check that, three enemies down. One in retreat. Will send further reports as we gather more information."

As Ernest busied himself with the radio, Brett glanced over to the pilot. "Set us down somewhere out of biting range." he ordered.

"You sure about this, sir?" the pilot asked, jittery. Technically he wasn't even militia, neither was the helo, the militia just had standing agreements to use them in emergencies. Brett didn't know if the pilot was afraid of being eaten, or just afraid he'd have to pay for it if the helo got eaten.

"I'm sure," Brett said. "They're... probably on our side?" He looked around the cabin to the rest of the men in the maniple. "Everybody look nonthreatening. Or unappetizing. Whichever."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 21 July 2020, 04:31:35
"Stop squirming!" Celia demanded as she rested her hand on L'heo's wound. "You and I both know that this doesn't hurt."

"The healing doesn't hurt," L'heo protested. "The injury is still tender to the touch!"

"All the more reason for you to hold still so I can get this done, you gigantic baby." Celia said. As magic coursed through her hand she looked to Chim. "I fear I won't be able to completely heal this wound, my lady," she said. "I'm afraid I may have spent too much of my abilities on myself. Please forgive me."

"There's nothing to forgive," Chim said. Sometimes it felt like a mantra with her. "L'heo is tougher than both of us, he'll be fine."

"He certainly doesn't act like it," Celia said as she looked back to her work. "The flying machine appears to be landing," she added.

"Yeah," Chim said. They hadn't really noticed the vehicle hovering overhead until the fight was over. Fortunately, it didn't seem intent on attacking them. And it didn't look particularly threatening, more like one of Dad's crazy old flying contraptions. There had been vehicles like it parked at the far end of the landing pad, so it probably belonged to the locals. Still...

"If they come out shooting," Chim said, "just take cover behind L'heo, and I'll teleport us out. I don't want to hurt any locals if I can avoid it."

Celia nodded. "What about Polly?" she asked.

Chim looked to the side. Polly and... she assumed the person he was hovering around was his prisoner... were still about thirty yards away from them, moving at what seemed a casual walk. The flying vehicle had landed significantly further away than that, but Chim had seen just how far the sort of weapons these people would be carrying could reach.

"Polly will know what to do," she said. She had a sneaking suspiscion that her familiar had already used his own limited teleporation ability, but the cat had other tricks, so it wasn't likely they'd be able to catch him if it turned violent.

The spinning blades on the top of the flying machine hadn't even stopped spinning when six people emerged from the vehicle, all clearly armed. They all moved with practiced efficiency, keeping their heads low until they were clear of the blades. Once there, they stopped, with one man in the middle giving them directives of some sort before moving forward, alone. His impressively large gun was out, but it wasn't aiming at anybody, pointed towards the ground as he approached. Something Chim had heard described as "muzzle discipline".

(Chim and her people had not actually been completely unfamiliar with guns. The legions of the Goblin King Zog used a lot of crude, dangerously unstable firearms, but disciplined gun use was an entirely new concept to her.)

"My turn to do the talking," she said.

"You think they'll listen to you?" L'heo asked. "They tend to assume you're a child."

"It'll be fine," Chim replied. "You just stay back here and look intimidating."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 21 July 2020, 11:14:11
I love this.  Please keep going.  :D
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Brother Jim on 21 July 2020, 13:09:17
Streaks locked!!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Mackon on 21 July 2020, 16:25:22
Shame they didn't capture the Dropship, they are classic D&D types they need to get their LOOT on. Still salvage from a Wolverine a Locust and a Stinger are good stuff for the first battle.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 21 July 2020, 16:28:13
The dropship is still around to be looted
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: idea weenie on 21 July 2020, 20:24:31
The dropship is still around to be looted

The Stinger is on its way back to the Dropship, so they may take off.  On the other hand, the Dropship crew might claim that they were kept hostage by the pirates and offer a few token bodies as proof.  The fun part is if there is a firefight on the Dropship, between those who might live through a trial, and those that know they are dead men walking.

The reason that would be fun is that technically a Dropship is just a large vertical dungeon.  And these Toreel characters are adventurers, who are accustomed to going into a dungeon, killing enemies, looting stuff, and rescuing people. Plus there are NPCs from the helicopter who can be put to use as guides, pack mules, and prisoner escorts.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 22 July 2020, 04:18:11
To Brett's surprise, it was the child that had chosen to approach, hovering a bit less than a meter off the ground, thus keeping her at eye level. He concentrated on maintaining an impassive, professional demeanor, trying not to think about every way this whole situation was impossible, wrong, and impossibly wrong.

"Afternoon, ma'am," he said once she was close enough for polite speaking. The girl looked briefly surprised at his address, which Brett took as a sign he'd gained the conversational advantage.

"I'm not sure how to address you," the girl replied.

"Section Leader Brett Turner, Taurian Citizens Millita," Brett said. "Mister Turner is fine, we don't stand too much on ceremony. Our records say I should address you as Shim?"

The girl looked annoyed. "Chim is fine," she said, with just enough emphasis in the right spot to let Brett know about the clerk's error. "What can I help you with, Mister Turner?"

"Well," Brett said, his mind working overtime wondering where to begin. "It seems you stepped right into the middle of militia business right out the gate, drove off a band of pirates, and somehow snuck a gigantic lizard through customs, and I'd be greatly appreciative if you could make all this make any sort of sense."

"That..." the girl hesitated for a moment. "That could take some time. I suppose if I told you it was magic that wouldn't be good enough."

"That's usually what people say when they're being sarcastic," Brett said.

"That's what I thought," the girl said. "Can I leave it at 'it's complicated?'"

"Complicated is definitely above my pay grade," Brett said. "My superiors are going to want to talk all about it with your people. There may be yelling about playing in our sandbox."

The girl got defensive. "We couldn't just let them do what they wanted," she said.

"Just saying," Brett replied. "Brass gets touchy when civilians jump into their mess. Between you, me, the great big lizard, and..." he blinked with surprise, hopefully the only time he'd visibly lost his composure, "...the cat apparently flying towards us, you probably saved a lot of lives. My boss would have just liked to know you were going to do it."

The aforementioned cat stopped next to the girl. "Hey," he said to Brett with a casual tone, "you look like you know things. Who do I talk to about handing over prisoners? And what's the policy on loot?"

"And it talks," Brett said. "Because of course it talks..."

"Did he give you trouble?" the girl said to the cat.

"Very reasonable fellow," the cat said. "I left him with L'heo and Celia. Don't think he'll give us any trouble. But seriously, I get to keep his doohickey, right?"

"What would you do with a thirty foot tall war machine?" the girl asked the cat.

"Obviously you'd wake it up for me so I can keep it as a pet," the cat replied.

"Absolutely not!" the girl protested. "We don't have anywhere to keep it."

"Okay, hold on," Brett said. "Let's start with the things I actually understand. You have prisoners for us?"

"Yup," the cat said. "I talked one in to giving up."

"We have another one as well," The girl said. "He's trapped in his machine though. The third one..." she looked down, clearly ashamed, "...he... didn't survive."

It was probably the most normal thing Brett had seen this girl do since he met her. "You shouldn't feel bad about that," he said. "We know the markings these guys were wearing. They're pirates and slavers. If they'd caught you, they'd probably sell you to some perverted Davion marcher lord as a plaything. The only reason they wouldn't do worse than that is because it might reduce your market value."

The girl looked shocked. "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely." Brett replied. "These scum already have a date with a rope. It's just a shame you couldn't catch more of them."

The girl seemed to think for a moment. "If that's the case..." she said. Then she uttered something unintelligible and vanished before his eyes.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 22 July 2020, 04:34:18
"What do you mean they left!" the stinger pilot shouted over his external speakers at the pirates gathered around outside the dropship bay door.

"They thought they could get in some plunder while the boss was looking the other way," A man on the ground hollered in response, "so they took one of the hovertrucks and took off towards the mines. We've been trying to get them on the radio..."

"Forget it!" the pilot responded. "We're leaving them behind. Get everybody back on the ship now!"

"The captain's not gonna want..."

"He's gonna want staying here a lot less once he sees what's coming!" the pilot barked in response.

Neither he nor the troops on the ground saw the invisible girl popping into existence in the sky above them.

-----

Okay, simple job, Chim reasoned. All she really had to do was keep them from leaving. Once their ship was out of commission, they could concentrate on either 'encouraging' them to surrender or letting Mister Alreadyforgothisname's militia handle them.

And disabling the ship would be a simple matter of one spell. So simple, in fact, that couldn't help but curse herself for not thinking about this before.

She started casting.

-----

Even from a couple kilometres distance, the flash of the dropship exploding was a spectacular, awe inspiring sight. The rain of debris that started falling all around them, less so.

As he found himself diving for cover, Brett was more concerned with trying to protect his vital areas from injury and less concerned with the question of why so many of the falling debris were wood splinters.

----

Chim's mind wasn't on the aches brought about by being caught by the blast wave of the exploding ship, nor those brought by her unfortunate interface with the ground after being flung away by the same blast.

No, her only thought was on one paramount question, delivered with a hurt, confused tone.

"But why did it explode?!"
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 22 July 2020, 04:41:25
Oh hell, what did she cast?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: jonen c on 22 July 2020, 05:08:55
Something something entangle something something exhaust nozzle something something stackpole something something big badaboom?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 22 July 2020, 05:37:31
Woops. Removes since I missed a whole new entry while writing this
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 22 July 2020, 06:35:20
Transmute Metal to Wood?

And, of course, what that might do to a fusion reactor is really fun.

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 22 July 2020, 06:38:39
Even if it doesn't cause a fusion explosion, you also have tons of liquid hydrogen on board, which suddenly lose containment, in an atmosphere, with a ready nearby heat source. You don't even need to Stackpole: you're going to spontaneously both Challenger and Hindenberg.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: wolfcannon on 22 July 2020, 07:50:29
poor Chim, trying so hard and yet spectacularly succeeding/failing? 
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: smdvogrin on 22 July 2020, 09:22:17
"Very well," the girl said, followed by something brief and unintelligible. And just for a moment, she seemed to... flicker.

But then his world filled with light, and it wasn't his problem anymore.

Gotta admit, when I read this, I thought she hit the cockpit with Hypnotic Pattern and he was going on a good trip, which impressed me as very low-power, high-impact.  Time Stop + Multiple fireballs is considerably higher power than I thought. :)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 22 July 2020, 11:20:10
I think she transformed metal to wood. And the reactor lost integrity
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 22 July 2020, 18:44:06
Transmute Metal to Wood?

And, of course, what that might do to a fusion reactor is really fun.

Even if it doesn't cause a fusion explosion, you also have tons of liquid hydrogen on board, which suddenly lose containment, in an atmosphere, with a ready nearby heat source. You don't even need to Stackpole: you're going to spontaneously both Challenger and Hindenberg.

Both! Sort of. If they had forensic investigators available, they might be able to determine whether the fuel tank or the reactor chamber went up first. But in this case, they'll probably never get beyond "First one, then the other. Then everything else that could explode."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Mackon on 22 July 2020, 18:58:54
Whoops! Still its a learning experince I guess and there's still a raiding force heading for the mines although if they'll even fight when they find out what happened to their Mech force and their Dropship is a bit doubtfull.

Maybe their Jumpship is around somewhere? Although again pretty doubtful unless there's a side quest in the offering to capture their base.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 22 July 2020, 19:11:09
I suppose the raiders might get some pause after seeing the huge fireball in their rear and being unable to contact either the mechs or dropship
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 22 July 2020, 19:26:37
Be funny if she used a spell to transform a BattleMech into a bunny or made one toy size.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 22 July 2020, 20:40:13
Be funny if she used a spell to transform a BattleMech into a bunny or made one toy size.

Welp, there go the spoilers for when Groundwave finally makes it to Syberia.

(Actually, I was thinking Warforged)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Kujo on 22 July 2020, 21:16:12
If the title holds up the Honorable Chimkin McNuggnugg should have wonderful interactions with a Certain Dr. B Banzai!  Heck the entire NAIS.  L'heo should at a certain level bond with Hanse and the Pally Melissa (if she's still working on her 'Victory' project), If they stick around till Victor comes into the world I think her Paladin comrade across the universe and cultures will perhaps feel a 'kinship' with the infant Steiner-Davion and definitely his namesake Ian?

Hope the wrist is improving if only for more of this story :D
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: thtadthtshldntb on 22 July 2020, 21:31:07
there are lots of ways even cantrips can be used to ****** up scifi tech.

Once she learns more about how Mech and Battletech tech in general works, she will gain a lot of efficiency.

This is a Pathfinder character?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 23 July 2020, 05:03:43
Spellcasting dragon.
LAM ultimate
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 23 July 2020, 07:50:36
If the title holds up the Honorable Chimkin McNuggnugg should have wonderful interactions with a Certain Dr. B Banzai!  Heck the entire NAIS.  L'heo should at a certain level bond with Hanse and the Pally Melissa (if she's still working on her 'Victory' project), If they stick around till Victor comes into the world I think her Paladin comrade across the universe and cultures will perhaps feel a 'kinship' with the infant Steiner-Davion and definitely his namesake Ian?

Hope the wrist is improving if only for more of this story :D
That hilarious, Chimkin sounds like she be shorter than Victor Steiner-Davion. He'd love her around as her honorable aunty.  Maybe teaching the kid some tricks (like avoid gauss rifle shots to the face.)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 25 July 2020, 19:12:48
~Back in the City~

Anybody who manned a shop in a sleepy backwater town knew how it was. Things go boring after a while. Outside peak hours, you mostly just puttered around, cleaned things up, straightened the same display over and over again, just to have something to do. If you were lucky, you might have a network enabled console or phone to distract yourself with.

If you didn't, or worse, if you did but the boss was insistent about work hours being for work and had the monitoring software to track what you did, then, well... there was always more cleaning you could do?

For Adept Grissom, peak hours tended to hit about once a week, when the mine workers got their paychecks and needed cash for a weekend of unwinding at the local bars (sort of like unwinding after a normal day of work, except longer and more likely to involve police intervention). The rest of the time, things were almost always dead.

Euschelus didn't have or warrant an actual HPG station. There used to be one here, back in the old capital. But, just like the locals had, Comstar had decided it wasn't worth the effort and dismantled it, shipping the whole thing back to the inner sphere before Grissom was even born. No, instead Euschelus was graced with "Class C" service. People dropped their messages off here. Stored messages would be beamed out once a month to a registered courier ship, which would also send back any replies from the previous month's messages.

It was slow, but it was cheap to run, mostly automated, and required a staff of all of three people (plus a local or two serving as an extra pair of hands once a week). And the locals found it more reliable than hoping the Taurian Government could maintain communications with Protector Calderon having a shit every time he thought Hanse Davion might have sneezed in their direction.

They did more than just messenger service, of course (they had to just to keep busy). The small station (really just a storefront downtown) also provided banking services for the locals, and they ran a small Import Shop, selling small, cheap, but handy foreign goods you couldn't get locally, or you might have to wait months for if you tried to order from a Concordat company.

Still, most days were unbelievably dull! So Grissom had to find ways to keep busy. He liked to explore the old ruins scattered around the planet on his weekends, or indulge in some light espionage against the local government, just to keep his skills sharp. Bandit raids, though, those were his favorite. They gave him something to watch, maybe a little excitement or drama.

So while the locals had been hurried off to to shelters or were grabbing guns to help defend against the pirate menace, Grissom was on the roof of the station, watching the pirate vessel pass over the city and land in the valley below through his macrobinoculars. From his vantage point, he could see the whole thing unfolding, and he quickly realized this was something he needed to be recording.

(Fortunately his binoculars had a record function)

He filmed it all. The resolution wasn't great. Not enough to really identify a person or anything, but just enough to see a headless battlemech get back up, or see another mech get tossed into the air by nothing at all, or to see what seemed an awful lot like a dragon just kinda appear and go wailing on a third mech.

The dropship spontaneously exploding looked pretty cool too.

When it was all over, Adept Grissom couldn't help but smile.

"Dear Precentor," he said to himself, "I finally have something to report."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Cannonshop on 25 July 2020, 19:18:01
they have materially improved the life of a Comstar Adept.  :)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 25 July 2020, 19:21:00
Uh-oh, the Davions going have someone lurking out side their court.  It ain't the Easter Bunny (though they may end up AS a Easter Bunny).
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 26 July 2020, 03:31:02
L'heo had come to get Chim straight away, just in case, though Chim passed on the potions he offered. Their supply of healing potions was limited, and Chim still wasn't sure how easy it would be to gather components to make more.

Also, there was a degree of pride to it, the same reason she passed on hitching a ride with him and instead chose to fly back under her own power, with L'heo flying by her side.

"You spent all that time reading everything you could," L'heo was saying, "but none of it was technical manuals?"

"It was so boring and arcane!" Chim protested. "It's their dumb fault for deciding a tiny compressed artificial star was a good power source!" L'heo had figured out what had happened almost immediately. His cardgames with the crew had apparently gifted him a basic understanding how some of their technology worked. At least enough to guess what happens if a "fusion reactor's" containment vessel was suddenly turned to wood.

"I'm just thinking, this is getting to be a habit with you."

For a moment, just for a moment, Chim felt like maybe he had a point. But the moment passed quickly. "King Zog's Ironclad Leviathan was totally different!" She protested. "Of course that one exploded! It was always going to explode! Everything King Zog builds inevitably explodes! Reasonable people don't build their ships with giant pressure bombs aboard! Goblins build things like that! We should find the engineers of that spaceship and see if they speak Goblinoid! 'Përshëndetje Zotëri! Pse anija juaj vazhdon të shpërthejë?'"

Her rant seemed to get a bit of a chuckle from L'heo, which actually made her feel a little better.

Though some of that began to fade a little from the empathic impressions she was now getting from Polly. Annoyance, frustration, a hint of contempt. It was a... familiar cocktail.

"Great," she said. "Celia's making a scene again."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 26 July 2020, 03:35:05
Author's Disclaimer: the choice of Albanian for the Goblinoid tongue was made purely as a result of a gag game of Hearts of Iron IV I've been playing the last couple of days (Kneel before Zog!), and in no way reflects anything else, as I am too lazy to have an actual opinion on the Albanian people or culture. Thank you for your time. Also Kneel before Zog.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 26 July 2020, 08:09:13
Hey, I like the notion that goblinoid is Eastern European. It works for me.

BTW, I figure that Aklo is likely a nice, ancient, and extinct tongue--probably Babylonian or Sumerian.

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 26 July 2020, 09:14:49
I am amazed that a wizard gets bored by a tech manual whose language looks arcane to him.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 26 July 2020, 12:49:33
I am amazed that a wizard gets bored by a tech manual whose language looks arcane to him.

It's not her kind of arcane, I suppose...

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 26 July 2020, 12:54:33
The interesting part is the velocities exhaust has to be coming out a Dropship to accelerate at the rate it does, especially with the efficiency it does, may actually come across as magical theory.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 26 July 2020, 16:32:18
The fuzzyness of dropship transport capacity and the liquidity of transported assets before deployment surely captured her imagination!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 26 July 2020, 19:21:08
More i hear about the Liam's Ghost version of Toreel. The more i want a fan story about it.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 26 July 2020, 20:27:10
"This is why Paladins never get invited to the really nice parties," the cat was saying. "You're always so judgmental about every damned thing." The more Brett watched, the weirder it seemed (weirder than a cat speaking?) as the cat's mouth movements didn't seem to completely correspond with the words.

"Exactement, chaque damne chose!" the woman responded. "C'est mon travail!" She spoke so forcefully that she was yanking the prisoner around by his collar without even really noticing.

Brett's French was non-existent. But he did speak Spanish, and there was just enough overlap that it... kinda sounded like she was agreeing with the Cat? So why all the angry language?

"Uh... 'scuse me," he said. "If you're going to have this argument in front of me, could you both speak English?"

The cat glanced over, briefly surprised. "Oh," he said. "Celia doesn't actually understand that, or anything you say."

"Huh," Brett responded. "But she understands you?"

"Yeah," the cat replied. "But I'm speaking the truespeech. It's different. To your mortal ears, it just sounds like your native tongue."

"Mortal ears, huh?" Brett said, having about reached his capacity for giving a crap about this nonsense. "So what is she saying?"

"She wants to testify on the prisoner's behalf," the cat said.

The woman nodded enthusiastically. "Oui oui! Toute personne vraiment capable de rédemption devrait avoir cette chance."

Brett looked at her. "Okay, you? I can't understand you."

"He can't understand you, Celia," the cat reiterated. The woman frowned.

Brett sighed. "Okay, why does she want to testify on his behalf?"

The cat shrugged. "Because she doesn't sense any evil in him."

"Huh," Brett said again. "I don't think first impressions are admissible in a court of law." There were a couple of other things going on around him. In the distance, the dragon was rapidly returning, probably with the little girl in tow. And behind them, Corporal Weldon was approaching from the helicopter.

"Another helo is on the way in!" Corporal Weldon called out. "Bringing the med team and transport for the prisoner." He stopped short when the Dragon swooped down from above and came to an impressively soft landing.

"It's a bit more than a first impression," the cat explained. "But it's a bit complicated and..." he looked at the woman, "...I don't think it works that way here."

"Ce pouvoir est accordé par mon dieu!" The woman protested. "Comment pouvez-vous douter de sa capacité après toutes ces années?"

Corporal Weldon had found his nerve to take the last few steps. "She speaks French?"

"Yeah," Brett confirmed. "How about you?"

Weldon shrugged. "When I was in secondary school some crazy group declared French the language of oppressors, and Mom bought it. So I had to settle for Spanish like all the good boys and girls. You?"

"More cute girls taking Spanish," Brett admitted. "Choice was obvious."

The cat and the women were still arguing, and the dragon had taken this moment to somehow compress himself into the form of an ordinary man. So Brett could be excused for not noticing the little girl until she spoke up.

"Oh for goodness sake," she said, then briefly chanted and tough the woman while holding a small pyramid in her other hand, which vanished in a puff of smoke.

"Le pouvoir des dieux est absolu!" the woman was saying, "Et leur influence continue de s'étendre even beyond our lands." She paused to nod to the girl. "Thank you my lady." She said, her lips not entirely in sync with what she was saying. She then turned her attention to Brett. "As I was explaining to the cat, I have abilities that allow me to sense the evil with a person's very being, granted to me by my God."

"Celia..." the girl started to say.

"Well," Brett said. "That's either horseshit or existentially terrifying."

"That dragon just turned into a person," Corporal Weldon pointed out.

"I understand your doubts," the woman said. "And I am willing to do what I must to prove my ability."

"You can't," the cat said. "Because it doesn't work here."

"I am not talking to you!" the woman protested before turning her attention back to Brett. "I would never ask you to ignore your own laws. I simply wish for the opportunity to speak."

The prisoner finally chose this moment to speak up. "Can I say I'm totally on board with listening to what she has to say?"

Brett looked down at the prisoner. "That why you gave up so easily? Hoping she'd talk us out of hanging you?"

"I gave up because the cat threatened to eat me!" the prisoner said. "But hey, I got a better option?"

"Celia," the girl said. "Polly is right."

Celia turned abruptly, pulling the prisoner along with her. "My lady!" she protested. "You can't belive..."

"Literally a celestial being," the cat said, "but that's alright."

"It's not your power," the dragon, now elderly man, said. "It's these people. This realm. It isn't built like ours. The people are fundamentally different."

Brett was completely lost, but that was okay. Still, the girl decided to help.

"You see," she began to explain to him, "in our world, good and evil, law and chaos, they're real, tangible things. What you would call heaven and hell, or angels and demons, they're real, discrete things, not just concepts or legends or metaphors. Even the concept of none of those things at all, or maybe all of them at once, exists as it own discrete place with its own discrete denizens. A person born into our world is tied to it. Their personality is marked by the outer plane which most defines it. A person can choose to change their ways, just like your people can, but it doesn't remove that mark, just changes it to a new one."

Nope, wasn't helping. "So she can actually see evil in people?"

"In our people, yes," the girl confirmed.  "If it predominates their soul. But it's actually dependent on evil being more than just a concept. And... it isn't here. As near as I can tell, there is no plane of evil. No absolute, tangible manifestation of evil, or any of the other higher planes we're familiar with. None of you were born with that link."

She looked down, clearly sad. "I'm sorry Celia, I should have told you sooner."

Corporal Weldon spoke next. "Well I'm leaning towards horseshit."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 26 July 2020, 20:44:46
More i hear about the Liam's Ghost version of Toreel. The more i want a fan story about it.

He runs most of our gaming groups games and they do tend to be pretty fun and interesting.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 26 July 2020, 23:53:28
Now that's an interesting take on Detect Evil.  In our 3-3.5e days, we treated it as detecting active intent.  Looks like 5e might have limited even further.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 27 July 2020, 00:23:02
The alignment system of D&D and Pathfinder is frankly just an absolute mess and Detect Evil is one of those spells that goes from dubious value to really useful depending on how your GM house rules it.

Like the way I read it on the Pathfinder SRD (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/d/detect-evil/) it won't actually Detect a 20th level human fighter even if they are thinking about murdering someone just for being Lawful Evil.

So it is entirely possible Ceila's abilities are working fine but because no one in Battletech is a Cleric or Anti-paladin they just don't detect as evil for her even if they would be Evil of some sort by alignment.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Intermittent_Coherence on 27 July 2020, 00:31:12
Also, even in D&D, pirate as an occupation does not necessarily mean an evil alignment. Chaotic Neutral would work almost as well and wouldn't be detected.

Regardless of such testimony, guy was caught dead to rights committing an act of piracy. The legal system, even in D&D doesn't take into account alignment, only if you've been caught committing a crime.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Mackon on 28 July 2020, 20:53:20
Is the translation spell new? How were they handling communication back on the Jumpship?

Also if Chim didn't know about fusion reactors what did she think she was doing turning random bits of dropship into wood?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 28 July 2020, 21:23:34
There were several references to Chim's speech not matching her lips; I imagine she was using something like Tongues or Comprehend Languages. The dragon was already able to speak Toreeli Common/English and the cat communicates telepathically, by the look of it. Celia is evidently muddling by with her Elvish/French and occasional castings from Chim.

That's my guessing, anyway.

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 28 July 2020, 21:47:51
For the dropship, Chim understands that the ships use electrical power to function conducted through metal wiring. She was also pretty certain wood wouldn't be up to handling the same amount of stress as a metal frame. So she assumed that at the very least the ship wouldn't function, and at worse might collapse a bit or catch on fire.

She was just fuzzy on where the electrical power (and thrust) comes from.

There were several references to Chim's speech not matching her lips; I imagine she was using something like Tongues or Comprehend Languages. The dragon was already able to speak Toreeli Common/English and the cat communicates telepathically, by the look of it. Celia is evidently muddling by with her Elvish/French and occasional castings from Chim.

That's my guessing, anyway.

- Herb

Yep!

Also, Chim's homeland is so remote from the rest of Toreel that her people don't natively speak the common tongue of the rest of the world. I figure her own local brand of common is Welsh.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Korzon77 on 28 July 2020, 22:43:08

Corporal Weldon spoke next. "Well I'm leaning towards horseshit."

"What was it you said about the dragon turning into a person..."

But all joking aside, Toreel, the nebula has proof of an afterlife--but just for them.  Nto for the rest  of the inner Sphere. that's going to cause some.... Issues.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 29 July 2020, 00:53:39
I imagine Toreel's very magical nature simply connects it to the planes in the way that Chim and the other magic users recognizes, but it could also be the nature of the parallel pocket dimension that is the Nebula California. On the superhero world of "Earth," this magic manifests in superhuman abilities which are probably being understood more in a pseudo-sciencey fashion that rationalizes the "planes" as phases of reality and the notions of good and evil boil down to the colors of your spandex. The worlds of the Star Empire's binary, meanwhile, likely sense these planes as sides of "light" and "dark" that only the most mystical of their kind can really perceive. The Syberians, of course, pick up on none of that at all.

Cat only knows what the other inhabited systems in the Nebula (if any) are able to sense.

Whether these planes are actual reflections of the afterlife, or merely an impression left by whatever gives the region its strange "magical" effects, is left open to interpretation, but we have seen--in some peculiar anecdotes throughout the lore of BT--that there is something more than the physical reality of its universe as well. Chim and her fellows may simply be unable to perceive them because their origins make them incompatible with the BT universe's overarching reality.

(And, honestly, if the folks in the BT universe can be taught how to tap the magical weave Chim and her entourage are capable of using, the Inner Sphere would be in very, VERY big trouble.)

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: VhenRa on 29 July 2020, 03:51:38
Archmage Morgan Kell.

You may now officially panic.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 29 July 2020, 07:01:39
Now the Ghost thing with the mech is explained!!!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Starfox5 on 29 July 2020, 07:05:23
I am more concerned about Archmage Hanse Davion.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Sharpnel on 29 July 2020, 07:06:55
I am more concerned about Archmage Hanse Davion.
Could be worse. How about Mad Sorcerer Max?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: VhenRa on 29 July 2020, 07:13:46
Honestly. Hanse strikes me more as a Bard. The suspiciously high Charisma score tips me off...

And let's face it... the entire "I give you the Capellan Confederation" is a very Bard thing to do.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 29 July 2020, 10:07:00
Theatrics galore, yup.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Kujo on 30 July 2020, 14:51:18
Not sure which class is most 'interesting' Monk or Bard...

Being Charismatic would work for lots of folks...

Original Pally needed a 17 in Charisma, now would Hanse be a 'perfect' Paladin? No, he would be a 'soft' Pally (example from one of my campaigns in which the character's land was being invaded by very evil forces, the Paladin ordered the evacuation of the towns in the path of the invasion, spiked the water sources with non-lethal poisons, mixed in dung into the captured food stuffs and then allowed the foe to 'trap' him in a box canyon ala "Braveheart".  Having the enemy army infected, de-hydrated, starving and otherwise poisoned when confronted by the Pally's army, well they didn't quite surrender as collapsed.  The Pally had clerics, healing capable commoners and other Paladins to heal, remove poison and cure disease once they had the foes secured.)

So I think Hanse would be a 'soft' Pally, in that he would hew to the letter or spirit required if a third, four, fifth.. option wasn't available... (also it's hard to see a Bard as a general... let alone a 'Marshal')
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: thtadthtshldntb on 30 July 2020, 15:47:25
Hanse is either a classic 1st Edition Fighter or a Unearth Arcana Cavalier.

People may forget that at higher levels leadership of vast hordes of armies is part of a the classes features.

He is of course double specialized in Battle Master.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 30 July 2020, 17:27:17
I thought Hans Davion was a Paladin.  Smiting enemies of the Federation and all.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Korzon77 on 30 July 2020, 17:35:50
Could be worse. How about Mad Sorcerer Max?

"And our newest intelligence reports from Sian..."

"Yes?"

"Max has ordered a cessation of all battlemech production, so that they can put the resources into building a... quote "Dark tower to fit my glorious reign." unquote.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 30 July 2020, 18:03:03
Bard fo Hanse. Class does not define social position.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 30 July 2020, 18:09:24
I thought Hans Davion was a Paladin.  Smiting enemies of the Federation and all.

Hanse Davion strikes me as the kinda guy who would have wanted to be a Paladin, but would keep butting up against the paladin's code versus what he saw as best for the realm.

So maybe a former Paladin (though not a fallen paladin) who gave up Paladinhood in favor of another class. 
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 30 July 2020, 21:34:05
Hmmmm...

If using the Pathfinder setting as a basis (which is what I suggested to Paul when he tackled the Toreel section), I think the House Lords of the 3025-3028 era would likely fall into the following classes--if they HAD to be adventurers, anyway.

Hanse Davion - Cavalier. More noble than a simple fighter, but not quite as honor-bound as a paladin. Hanse was trained as a warrior first and foremost, and his morality is just flexible enough to allow for dirty tricks, while also being used to justify devastating military campaigns.

Takashi Kurita - Samurai. This one's kind of a no-brainer. It's the "eastern" variant of the Cavalier, and thus Hanse's natural nemesis. Takashi has aspired to embody this class since the moment we first saw him, and he even died in its finest traditions.

Maximilian Liao - Occultist. Yup. A psychic magic class. If we wasn't hyper-paranoid and a bit nutty, Max would have been truly deadly, and the quasi-spiritual tendencies of the Liao family that would only grow more pronounced through Romano, Sun-Tzu, Kali, and Daoshen, combined with a will that dominates all around them to fanatical degrees, makes this an ideal class.

Janos Marik - Witch or Alchemist. I picked Witch to emphasize how Janos often seemed ill-tempered and/or naive in his youth, and was underestimated and marginalized in his adulthood despite having the power to hold his realm together through much of its devastating civil war, making him strong, yet often misunderstood. An alchemist might be a less supernatural variation, however. In either event, though, Janos likely had a few bad rolls in character creation, leaving him sub-optimalized for either class.

Thomas Marik - Wizard (multi-classing into Paladin in the Clan Invasion years). Despite his disfigurement, Thomas boasted arcane know-how from ComStar's training and his own historical/literary studies, combined with a high charisma that enabled him to unite a fractious realm. When he later developed a sense of higher calling, he raised his Knights to exemplify an order of nobility and justice he hoped would inspire others. NOTE: We are, of course, talking about the "false" Thomas Marik, as the real one was basically never shown "on screen" after taking the throne.

Katrina Steiner - Oracle or Warpriest. While bard or rogue seem like an easy reach for the sneaky and/or charismatic House Steiner (especially in her Red Corsair days), Katrina tapped into loftier, more visionary goals as a ruler when she made one of the first serious peace overtures of the latter Succession Wars and forged the FedCom Alliance, so I'm seeing her with a divine streak. As a warpriest would reflect her accomplished military training and strategic thinking, the Steiner tendency toward depression and cynicism fits with the "Accursed" oracle's curse.

Melissa Steiner - Bard with a level in Oracle. Melissa was just never much of a fighter, but she was persuasive and clever in her own right. I see her starting out in her mother's footsteps (hence the level of Oracle,) only to quickly shift away from martial pursuits and more to the arts of leadership and inspiration.

Honorable Mentions!

Here's some thoughts on a couple of other 3025-era personas as Pathfinder adventurer classes:

Jaime Wolf - Vigilante. Maneuvering through IS society by day, serving as the eyes and ears of the Clans by night!

Grayson Carlyle - Paladin. Even if his strategies often relied on creative tricks, the GDL's founder always had an ironclad set of principles on which he never wavered, all devoted to the betterment of humankind and the protection of his people against the "barbarians at the gate."

Morgan Kell - Ranger. His familiar would be a hound, of course!

Shin Yodama - Monk. Sure, he fought like a samurai, but he seemed so much more spiritual at heart.

Subhash Indrahar - Inquisitor/Investigator multi-class. The bane of his nation's enemies and a master intellect.

Theodore Kurita - Ninja/Samurai multi-class. Despite Takashi's wishes, Theodore strayed from the samurai's path a LOT in his early years, and hanging out among his society's underclasses naturally gave him a good dose of roguish talents, eastern-style.

Myndo Waterly - Arcanist/Inquisitor. With intense arcane knowledge and the righteous fervor of a divine scourge-hunter, Waterly is a potent antagonist to any who oppose her.

...

I really should find myself a constructive hobby...

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 30 July 2020, 22:05:01
I really should find myself a constructive hobby...

- Herb

Seems to work well enough to me, if it's making you happy. :)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 31 July 2020, 15:51:48
Seems to work well enough to me, if it's making you happy. :)

Maybe, but I'm really struggling with trying not to backseat drive your stories here. ;)

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: idea weenie on 31 July 2020, 17:08:40
To me backseat driving means we like the story a lot, are invested in it, and have been thinking about it.

The author maintains control though


Still, a level 17 wizard leaving Toreel wizard is a major power shift.  Hope there were apprentices able to take over to maintain the balance against the demons/devils/others

(Time Stop = level 9 spell.  The minimum for a wizard to cast a level 9 spell is level.  Most D&D games get into semi-legendary at level 10, legendary at level 15 nd maximum is level 20.  Level 17 means the wizard doesn't ask what the weather will be, they decide what the weather will be)


Of course, when they were discussing the languages in Toreel, comparing them to Earth languages, and noticing that they are identical, I was remembering one picture that showed Isaac Newton sitting next to Mr Bean, and they are taking a test.  Isaac Newton writes down the gravitational attraction equation, and Mr Bean (pretending to be Dr Coulomb), leans over to copy off newton's answer and writes the Coulomb equation for charged particle attraction.

(for those that don't get it, both equations are almost identical in layout)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 31 July 2020, 17:26:17
Chim is level 20, because why not go all the way?  ;D
Celia is a level 15 paladin.
L'heo is a wyrm aged silver dragon. This technically presents a continuity problem, and that is something I will never provide an explanation for.  ;)

Other fun note, Chim has a (blood related) sister who's an elf. Annoyingly, this already has a plausible explanation.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 31 July 2020, 18:48:56
Well I got three spells that can do it right off the top of my head just from the core book.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 01 August 2020, 01:48:49
~later~

"So what do you think," Brigadier Howard Fiscus asked. "Psychotropics, mass hysteria, prank?"

"The first two are ruled out by video evidence," Doctor Ed Westphall replied. "A prank... Throw away four battlemechs and a dropship to do what, exactly?"

"The alternative is magic," Brigadier Fiscus responded. The two men were in an office at the militia command post, waiting for some unexpected guests. Fiscus had already reviewed the video feeds from the battle site, and seen the initial impressions of the troops on scene. And... well... ole Doc Westphall was an old friend, and probably the smartest man on the planet. Who better to bounce ideas off of. "They could have hired the pirates, or pointed them this way without letting them know what they were in for."

Doc Westphall leaned back in his chair. "There's still that huge question of why, though. Also, I think 'sufficiently advanced technology'" would be a more likely alternative to magic."

Brigadier Fiscus scowled. "The whole point of that quote is to say there's no meaningful difference," he said. "And we already know the why doesn't make any sense."

"Well I can't help you with the how, either," Doc Westphall said. "I'm a doctor, not a practical affects man. Puzzling this out would probably be a job for TMI, or one of the big trivid studios in the Hyades."

"Or a priest," Brigadier Fiscus replied.

"Hey, you said it, not me."

The secretary poked his head in the room. "They're coming in, sir."

Fiscus sighed. "Time to get this over with," he said and he got up from his chair and left the office. It was a short walk through the building to get outside into the hot, dry air. The militia command post was on the outskirts of the town's small starport, which gave it clear line of sight, and thus clear communication to any likely defensive points in the town and the valley below. Inconvenient to the Brigadier's immediate needs, however, there were almost no high points overlooking the post and the helopads themselves, just a small control and communications tower for regulating and monitoring air and space traffic.   

It wasn't much, but it was what he had, so he'd split his teams of marksmen between the tower and the roof of the command post, with orders to take out all three of these unknown travelers on command. He hoped he wouldn't need to give that order, but he hoped even more that if he did, his people would actually carry it out. His troopers had already expressed concern that one of the potential targets appeared to be a child.

The helo's approach and landing were uneventful, though that did nothing to calm his nerves. The first one out, followed closely by a large black cat, was the girl.

If Brigadier Fiscus believed in a God that took an active interest in mankind, he might have uttered a short prayer.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: VhenRa on 01 August 2020, 02:05:26
You using a different taurian rank structure?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 01 August 2020, 02:27:17
You using a different taurian rank structure?

Nope, standard 3025 era TDF rank structure. Fiscus is just slightly higher rank than a typical Taurian officer would be in his position due to experience. The forces on planet are citizens militia rather than regulars, and thus more informal, so they can get away with it. 
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 02 August 2020, 02:36:59
The man waiting for them was dressed differently from the soldiers they'd already met, trading the flat burgundy outfit covered with pockets and other gear for a brighter red coat with black trousers and boots. Gold buttons on his coat and abstract symbols on his lapels seemed to indicate his importance. A dark green, soft, somewhat over sized hat, something like what you would see an Elven merchant or noble from the Inner Sea wear, sat on his head, kinda clashing with the rest of the ensemble, if Chim was being honest.

His look was stern, the kind of stern Chim tended to see from taciturn knights or marshals who were annoyed to deal with whatever problem she and her companions had managed to create. Which was hardly fair. They'd solved a problem this time, thank you very much!

"You should get behind me," Celia said. She'd followed Chim off the flying machine and was scanning the area around them with a practiced eye. "There are armed men on that roof watching us."

"She has a point," L'heo said. "You're in bad shape."

And she'd been mostly able to put the aches all over her body out of her mind, too... Polly's healing ability had closed the open wounds, stopped the internal bleeding, and mended her broken bones, but below the surface she was still badly injured. She'd tried to hide it from the locals with illusion magic, but even their medics said she looked like she was "two weeks into a six month recovery period".

But... "I think that's why I need to be in front," Chim replied. "I'm the least threatening looking." She looked back at L'heo, "especially since they got a good look at you."

"And if one of us falls," L'heo countered, "you're the only one who has even a chance of fixing it."

"Too late," Chim said as she started walking, casting as she went. She stopped abruptly after that, but it wouldn't look that way as the spell rendered her invisible and replaced her with a phantasm that continued towards the stern looking individual.

It was good enough to fool Celia, who protested and made a move to follow, but L'heo rested a hand on her shoulder and shook his head. They were a little lucky there. Celia always did her best, but it was undeniably easier to sell a deception if the Paladin wasn't in on it.

The stern guy at least seemed to be buying it, concentrating on the phantasm as it approached him, flanked by Polly.

"Hello," she had the phantasm say. "You're the... brigadier? Mister... I'm sorry, I forgot his name... he said you'd want to talk to me."

"Brigadier Fiscus, yes," the stern man acknowledged. "There isn't someone older I could talk to?"

Chim frowned, but kept any expression of annoyance off of the phantasm. "I'm actually sixty eight," she said.

The brigadier shrugged. "Well sure, and I'm over two hundred if you put me on the right planet."

She still kept the impassive expression on the phantasm, but she let a little bit of her annoyance leak through the voice. "I was actually converting to your Terran standard years, but that's not important." She was fighting a clock, at least a bit. She could only keep the illusion up for a short time. She could renew it a couple more times, but even then he might notice a discontinuity between castings. She needed to establish trust quickly before giving away how little she trusted them. "I understand you have no reason to believe us, aside from the testimony of your people, or the information from your own recording devices, or the fact that we have no motive..." Okay, she was getting a little bit bitter. "Not important. We didn't want to cause a scene, or even find ourselves in this position, talking to someone who doesn't trust us and has guns pointed at us." She let the phantasm sigh. "We just saw somebody attacking you, and decided we had to help. Really, it was my idea. The others didn't want any part of it."

A bit of a lie there. Celia was basically divinely bound to rush towards danger, and for all his cynicism, L'heo couldn't really bring himself to turn his back on people in need. But shouldering the blame herself might help Chim smooth things over.

The brigadier seemed to think about it for a moment, just long enough to force Chim to renew the spell, but he didn't seem to notice. "It's a nice sentiment and all," he said, finally. "And whatever your motives, killing those sons of bitches out there didn't just help us. There are a fair number of worlds who don't have the strength to stand up to even raiders that small time. Taking them permanently off the table is a public service. I just want you to know that."

"But?" Chim asked, expectantly. Come on, hurry up and get to the point!

"But, magic?" the brigadier replied. "Either you just staged a massive elaborate stunt to make people think you have magic powers, or you have magic powers. Which one would you think was more likely?"

"I think you're asking the wrong person," Chim's phantasm replied. "But why would we deceive you?"

"Always that why problem," the Brigadier said. "The fundamental reason anybody does anything is because they think it's worth doing. The best reason I can think of is a distraction to keep us looking the other way while you try something else. Euschelus is... did you just flicker a little?"

"Um..." Chim said, having just finished recasting her spell again. "No?"

"Huh," the Brigadier said. "Euschelus isn't worth much to most people, but it had a lot more going for it back in the old days, and there's still ruins that might not have been picked clean. And the people you came in with were prospectors. The only reason I could see you staging something this big and showy, including either scamming or hiring a pirate band to be bait, is that you wanted to distract us from something you think might be worth more. Something out in the ruins we wouldn't let your people leave with. Am I close?"

Chim invisibly facepalmed while the phantasm responded. "No," she said. "But I think I can follow your reasoning. And I don't think denying it would convince you."

"Like I said, the alternative is magic," he seemed to love putting emphasis on that like it was completely ridiculous. Chim got the feeling she was going to hear that a lot more often before her time out here was done. "So I already ordered the rest of your ship's crew detained and sent a squad aboard for inspection."

"That..." Chim was floored by his words, already imagining what Captain Doug would say when he heard about it. "That really wasn't necessary."

The brigadier shrugged. "Prove it."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 02 August 2020, 04:23:01
Oh, I see no way this can go badly.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 02 August 2020, 10:53:13
And did somebody say dungeon?

Pretty sure I heard someone say dungeon. :D
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Cannonshop on 02 August 2020, 12:29:05
"DUN-GEON CRAAAAWWWWWLLLL!!!"
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 02 August 2020, 15:56:01
Prove it.
Nice last words. 
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 02 August 2020, 19:45:55
"If I can't?" the girl asked.

Brigadier Fiscus shrugged again. "Then we'll be detaining you on suspicion of piracy," he replied. "Your ship at the jump point will be free to leave, just because we have no way of stopping it before it can finish charging and escape. And by the time any Bolo is put out for it, it'll have left Taurian space. But you, your friends, and the dropship's crew will be held in custody until your trial."

"And after that you hang us?"

"Probably not, no." Fiscus said, a bit shocked. What kind of criminal justice system had they been living under? "If you're convicted, at worst you would face prison time and confiscation of materials. At best, if you own up to the prank and can convince a jury you didn't intend for anybody to get hurt? Well, none of our people actually died. You might get off with just paying restitution for the damage done."

"And if we prove our innocence?"

"If you prove magic exists?" Fiscus said with a laugh. "Sure, we'd let you go."

"Good," the girl said. "The spell was about to run out anyway." She suddenly seemed to blink out and appear five meters behind where she was.

Fiscus briefly just stared, too stunned to react. "Did anybody else see that?" he demanded. The marskmen quickly acknowledged over the radio, causing Fiscus to focus again on the girl. "What did you just do?!"

"Sorry," the girl said. "It was an illusion to misdirect you, in case your people started shooting. You folks seem honorable enough, so I don't think it's still necessary."

Fiscus was too stunned to respond.

"I know, I know," the girl said. "Still not good enough. Give me a second." She looked down at the tarmac under her and tapped it with her foot. "This isn't quite the same as the material on the actual landing platform, so maybe it's not as important? Don't worry, either way I can put it back when I'm done."

She dropped to her knees and briefly chanted something as she rested her hand on the concrete. Then, with a flourish, she stood up, and began moving her hands, almost like she was shaping clay. And the concrete seemed to respond, drawing up from the tarmac and flowing together until, in less than half a minute, it had taken the shape of a crudly formed humanoid.

"Sorry," the girl said. "I'm not very good at sculpture."

But she still wasn't done. Reaching into her backpack, she drew out a rod of some sort, that was clearly too big to fit in the pocket it came out of, and tapped the sculpture.

And the sculpture began to move, executing a bow with considerable flourish despite being solid concrete. The sculpture then started walking, taking a few steps towards the cat that had been sitting impassively watching the exchange. It then leaned down and gingerly gave the animal a scratch behind the ears.

"Not so rough," the cat(!) said in mild protest. "You've got the gentleness of a fat ogre."

The girl then looked back to Fiscus, and if he wasn't so gobsmacked he might have noticed the look of absolute satisfaction on her face.

"So how was that?"
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Mackon on 02 August 2020, 19:55:29
MAGIC!

But still they are D&D types, the mention of ancient ruins have got to have them salivating to get their hands dirty with some exploring and looting, they will be terribly disappointed with the lack of monsters to fight unless they find some booby traps or something.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 02 August 2020, 22:32:04
Well, to them, I'd imagine that any exotic fauna might be seen as monsters...

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 03 August 2020, 03:23:53
Or old AI systems that try to smack them in that castle Brian they will find easily
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: idea weenie on 03 August 2020, 15:41:22
She could have gone a bit farther.  Have only the Brigadier see her change position, create the construct, etc.  Everyone else suddenly sees and hears the Brigadier freaking out over the suspect suddenly changing position, and talking about a chunk of concrete coming to life and walking around.

She then sits down in the chair, and has the construct return to where it used to be, with a little Mending to repair any damage so there is no change.

Have a few other magic tricks being done where only the Brigadier can see them, where the rest of the forces think the Brigadier is compromised.

So now the Brigadier has to be isolated and the hallucinogenic chemical in his system identified.  Hope the Brigadier doesn't mind being a guinea pig for the next few hours/days/weeks.  Get the Dropship doctor on her side to come up with ideas, and all sorts of medical tests can be done on the Brigadier.

Eventually the Brigadier has to face a choice where either he dismisses the evidence of his own eyes, or his name goes down in history as having a psychotic breakdown due to stress.  The first means he has to violate his own honor, the other means that his reputation/honor is turned into a joke.

The wizard can also explain it as 'if people knew we could do actual magic, do you know how many people would want to kidnap us for experiments?  So obviously we cannot be recorded as doing magic'
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 03 August 2020, 18:30:43
(Watches a Old Brian Castle become self aware and attacking looters with vengeance!)
Well, i think value of lost tech clicked up in price. ComStar´s new favorite toy.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: thtadthtshldntb on 03 August 2020, 19:11:04
Its not that complicated to prove that magic exists. She can literally spam cantrips for everyone and anyone to see...and remember, Battletech has sensors, so while deceiving humans is possible, deceiving sensors except for like 2.5 people in Battletech history, as not.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Mackon on 10 August 2020, 22:20:33
Will disbelief turn to greed/need? Magic can accomplish some pretty amazing things after all I am a bit surprised that the Davion crew have not started asking for favours once they became convinced.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 10 August 2020, 22:35:36
~later still~

Their hosts seemed convinced, but Chim still had one more trick to perform. Not for their benefit, not really. But for herself, and her companions.

"You sure about this?" L'heo asked, holding a small bag full of diamonds in his hand. "We don't know how hard it will be to come by these."

"We need to know if this can work," Chim said. She'd placed the charred skull she'd recovered from the ruined war machine she'd defeated on the ground before her. "We can't afford to just guess or hope for the best. We... I need to know."

The brigadier was still observing them. In fact he'd had others come out to watch, wanting to document everything, complete with using their camera machines to make a record.

"So, for the record," he said. "What are you trying to do here?"

Chim sighed. "When..." she hesitated. "When a person dies, their soul passes on to the astral on its journey to the plane of judgement." Or at least that was how it worked back home. That was really the point of this experiment. Could souls exist seperate from their bodies here? Did... did these people even have souls to begin with? "The journey to the plane of judgement can take years, even centuries. At any point before it's finished, before the soul incarnates again and is judged by the higher powers, the right magic can bring it back."

"I get that you're magical and all," the brigadier said. "But I'm not inclined to believe this talk of afterlives and judgement and all that."

I was frustrating. But Chim was getting used to it. "I understand. Even if this works I'm sure we would be arguing over the details for years to come." This would be so much easier if they were back home, where she could take naysayers to literally see things like the river of souls, or the boneyards, or actually talk to the dead waiting for judgement there, or the ancient dragons and higher beings that stood in judgement over them. Getting people to accept things on faith is a real pain in the neck.

"Even if it works?" the brigadier asked. "Not certain it will?"

More uncertain than she was prepared to let on. "Souls on their way to judgement aren't really conscious," Chim said. "But they have some will. They have a sense of the person trying to call them back, and they can choose not to return." Chim shrugged, trying to nonchalantly not think about how none of these rules may apply here. "Sometimes it just doesn't work."

The brigadier nodded to the bag of diamonds as L'heo poured them out and formed them into a ring around the skull. "And the shiny rocks?"

"It's..." having never really thought about it, Chim momentarily blanked on how to explain it. "It's like the price the universe charges for making the magic work. This isn't exactly my area of expertise, so I have to lean on more powerful magic and kinda force it into the right shape. More power means a higher price. So more diamonds than an archpriest might need. On the plus side, I can cast it faster."

"Huh," the brigadier said. "So the universe is naturally capitalistic. Nobody tell the Syndicalist Party."

Chim looked up at him. "You seem remarkably flippant about this."

The brigadier shrugged. "Either you're blowing smoke up my ass and nothing's going to happen. Or I'm about to watch you raise the dead," he seemed to absently touch the device on his glove, "and the whole universe is going to have to figure out what that means."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: idea weenie on 11 August 2020, 02:12:37
If this works, how many wealthy people are going to be going after them to bring their dead family members back to life?

How many will be trying to kidnap them to do so?

How many will be trying to kill them to prevent someone else from being brought back?

This is not a can, this is a Behemoth of worms that is about to be opened up
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Korzon77 on 11 August 2020, 02:34:06
Even more so--the Afterlife exists. Heaven and hell, or at least analogues *exist*. 

Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 11 August 2020, 03:56:06
Brigadier Fiscus has seen a trivid way back in secondary school biology outlining the structures and systems of the human body, played out over the course of an hour, starting from the skeleton and gradually adding organs and layers of muscle and other tissue, providing narration on their function and makeup.

This was a little bit like that, except there was no narration, it happened in a matter of seconds, and this wasn't any trivid. First, the young girl spoke some words in a tongue that Fiscus didn't recognize, then the circle of diamonds around the skull seemed to dissolve into some sort of glowing light swirling around the skull and lifting it into the air as tissue began to grow and form around and inside it. In a matter of seconds a fully formed nude man stood before them, wearing a face that Fiscus immediately recognized from the many bounty notices and mug books kept back at the command post.

There was recognition in the man's eyes as well, not directed at Fiscus, but the small girl standing before him. "What?" he said. "You... what happened?" Only then did he notice the uniformed soldiers standing around him and his eyes filled with panic. Instinctively, the pirate tried to run, only to be grabbed by two of the troopers who had been on hand to witness the event.

Fiscus' mind wasn't on that, however. His attention was on the girl, briefly noting the absolute relief on her face. Well how fortunate for her, he thought to himself, trying to calculate the nightmare he just witnessed.

"So..." he said. "It worked."

"Yeah," the girl said. "I was pretty worried there for a bit."

"It's all true, then," Fiscus concluded. "Everything my people witnessed, everything I saw you do. You can conjure fireballs, launch mechs like toys, turn lumps of concrete or disabled mechs into automatons that walk around at your whim, blow up dropships..."

"That was an accident," the girl said sheepishly. "I thought I could just disable it by transmuting part of it to wood. I didn't know it would explode."

"..." And Fiscus didn't think he could be surprised at this point. "You can just do that, turn one material into another?"

"Well... yeah?" the girl replied. "I promise to be more careful about that."

"Sure," Fiscus agreed. "Be more careful." Somewhere in the back of his mind he could hear his college physics teacher demanding to know how that could make any sense. "And I guess you can bring back the dead. How often can you do that?"

"Only a few times per day at most, if I prepare for it," the girl said like that was reassuring. "And as you've seen it takes a lot of diamonds."

"Right," Fiscus said. "Gem quality or industrial grade? Does the universe have a preference?" He immediately waved off her confusion. "And I suspect what we've seen is only part of what you can do, too. And you just don't even..."

He stopped himself. The girl waited expectantly. Their new prisoner struggled in the hands of the guards.

"I'm gonna give you a suggestion," he finally said. "And it's a very good idea you listen to me."

"Okay?"

"Ditch the guys you came here with," Fiscus said. "Stay here. After that, we'll either make arrangements for you to go to Taurus, meet our leaders." Though saying it Fiscus knew even that would be a mistake. "Or better yet, go home. I'll personally make arrangements to get a ship to take you back to your homeworld."

The girl shook her head. "I can't do that. I've already agreed to accompany Captain Doug's people to meet his leaders. Besides, you've got this whole vast civilization spanning stars that we'd never even conceived as possible. How could I not want to see it all?"

Fiscus sighed. It wasn't really surprising. You didn't volunteer to get on one of these ships and travel for months if you didn't want to see what was on the other end of the journey, after all. "I'm sorry to hear that," he said, then raised his wrist and the communicator in his glove to his face.

"All teams," he ordered. "Take the shot."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 11 August 2020, 04:29:13
That was not what I was suspecting. But it should have been.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 11 August 2020, 04:54:36
Meh. I would have preferred that her first option was correct and she could not resurrect people on a regular basis.

Fiscus' reaction is unexpected, but I cannot say I fault his train of thought. However, he seems to have understimated the team and will pay for it...
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 11 August 2020, 07:36:34
I think she going need back up.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Starfox5 on 11 August 2020, 07:38:37
And that's what we call "the NPC failed his wisdom check", followed by "roll initiative".
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Cannonshop on 11 August 2020, 12:55:03
Nah the PC failed their sense motive.  The NPC is acting exactly in-character, and this is a situation outside their ability to comprehend.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Starfox5 on 11 August 2020, 13:00:54
If someone just raised the death in front of you (after trashing a superior force with magic), you have to be extraordinarily stupid to attack them. That's definitely a botched Wis Check.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: glitterboy2098 on 11 August 2020, 14:29:08
honestly surprised that you didn't have Goblins speaking Scottish Gaelic (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scottish_Gaelic), given that "all engineers are scots" is very much a trope..
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: SD501st on 11 August 2020, 15:30:44
Personally, I'd call the ability to raise the dead outside of fantasy(and inside a fiction that's not supposed to have magic) on it's own as something that is literally INCOMPREHENSIBLY dangerous... think big, think long term... quadrillion strong fanatic cults is the least severe I could come up with. Then my mind went to WH40k levels of incomprehensibly dangerous and noped out of this train of thought.

And that's not even asking any questions about the soul or afterlife... or what THAT might mean.

This party is a galaxy-traveling Pandora's box, and unless it "goes away" it is only a matter of time before someone opens it.

I think Fiscus is actin entirely in character, but I'mcurious if "Detect Evil" would mark him in this moment... although I suspect not.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Mackon on 11 August 2020, 16:02:34
Would the Federated Suns have much in the way of intelligence services presence on this planet? For that matter would any of the other powers? We have seen the Toaster Worshipers have some of their people of course.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Euphonium on 12 August 2020, 11:11:37
Fiscus' reaction makes sense to me. We know it's unwise, but what he just saw in convincing evidence that these people really can do magic at a militarily dangerous level combined with a statement of their intent to make what sounds like a diplomatic visit to the greatest enemy of his nation. He probably feels like he has not alternative but to try and stop them.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 12 August 2020, 13:20:14
honestly surprised that you didn't have Goblins speaking Scottish Gaelic (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scottish_Gaelic), given that "all engineers are scots" is very much a trope..

That's probably gnomish. Goblins probably speak German. [Edit: Evidently, I suggested a Slavic tongue before, and I gave German to the dwarfs. LG seems to favor Japanese for Chim's dialect, but he also specifies that her kingdom is isolated from many others.]

I think Fiscus is actin entirely in character, but I'mcurious if "Detect Evil" would mark him in this moment... although I suspect not.

Depends on your DM, I guess. In my friends' Pathfinder campaign, he tends to focus it only on intent, so an otherwise evil person doesn't ping as such until he's planning to kill someone. It's really quite frustrating to play a paladin in his campaigns.

LG, would it be intrusive of me to toss a language table into this thread for suggested Toreelian to Earth conversions? Could be fun, but I can also see it as a thread de-railer.

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: thtadthtshldntb on 12 August 2020, 16:07:15
That's probably gnomish. Goblins probably speak German. [Edit: Evidently, I suggested a Slavic tongue before, and I gave German to the dwarfs. LG seems to favor Japanese for Chim's dialect, but he also specifies that her kingdom is isolated from many others.]
- Herb

Norse (as in Old Norse, from which the modern Scandinavian languages arose)is a Germanic language. It was the northern Germanic tribes that were the proto Nordic culture that spread northward into Scandinavian.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 12 August 2020, 17:04:48
Norse (as in Old Norse, from which the modern Scandinavian languages arose)is a Germanic language. It was the northern Germanic tribes that were the proto Nordic culture that spread northward into Scandinavian.

Doesn't feel quite right for gnomes, but maybe Swedish? Ooo, or even "Swedenese"! That would fortify a tie in between the Japanese-speaking gnomes of LG's Vaslen kingdom and gnomes from elsewhere on Toreel! (A subset of gnomes, "halflings," speak Australian English, BTW; functionally speaking, there are few differences--if any--between Toreel's gnome and halfling phenotypes).

Yes, I *have* been filling this all out in my notes; why do you ask?

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 12 August 2020, 17:10:56
That's probably gnomish. Goblins probably speak German. [Edit: Evidently, I suggested a Slavic tongue before, and I gave German to the dwarfs. LG seems to favor Japanese for Chim's dialect, but he also specifies that her kingdom is isolated from many others.]

I originally considered Japanese for their language, but I recently got what I think is the great idea of assigning Japanese as the language of the Catfolk. (Because catgirls). I was thinking a Gaelic dialect might be a good fit for Gnomes, so I think Scottish works. Sapphire Islanders (the region where Chim is from) speaking Welsh as the common tongue.

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LG, would it be intrusive of me to toss a language table into this thread for suggested Toreelian to Earth conversions? Could be fun, but I can also see it as a thread de-railer.

Sure, feel free.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 12 August 2020, 17:48:09
I originally considered Japanese for their language, but I recently got what I think is the great idea of assigning Japanese as the language of the Catfolk. (Because catgirls). I was thinking a Gaelic dialect might be a good fit for Gnomes, so I think Scottish works. Sapphire Islanders (the region where Chim is from) speaking Welsh as the common tongue.

Oh? Okay. *tweaks tables*

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Sure, feel free.

You asked for it!

Languages/Racial Evolutions of Toreel
Code: [Select]
Toreelian Tongue          Species Basis                      Actual Language

Racial Tongues
Common (Toreelic)         Human                               English (American/British)
Dwarfish (Eisengard)      Human Mutation                      German
Draconic                  Reptile Mutation (Native)           Klingon
High Elfish               Human Mutation                      French
Merfolk?                  Hybrid Mutation (Human/Cetacean)    Spanish
Serpentfolk?              Hybrid Mutation (Human/Serpent)     Greek
Orcish                    Human Mutation                      Russian
Goblinoid                 Hybrid Mutation (Human/Reptilian)   Polish
Gnomish (Mekaven)         Human Mutation                      Gaelic (Scots)
Druidic                   as Race                             Tolkein Elfish
Gnomish (Halfling)        Human Mutation                      English (Australian)
Celestial (Angelic)       Hybrid Mutation (Human/Avian)       Latin
Infernal (Demonic)        Hybrid Mutation (Human/Ruminant)    Babylonian
Abyssal (Eldritch)        Cephalopod Mutation (Native)        R’Lyehian (Cthulhu)
Catfolk                   Hybrid Mutation (Human/Feline)      Japanese
Kitsune                   Hybrid Mutation (Human/Vulpine)     Japanese

National Languages
Kingdoms of Man           Mixed Race (Human-dominant)         English
Kingdom of Eisengard      Mixed Race (Dwarf-dominant)         German
Kingdom of Vaslen         Mixed Race (Human-dominant)         Welsh
Concorde of the Seas      Mixed Race (Merfolk-dominant?)      Spanish

Tables in this forum are hard. Note the above includes not only racial languages, but also delves into the genetic origins of the various Toreelian species. The most canon-friendly way to explain these races is human genetic manipulation, followed by a regimen of raising said species to speak and understand a given language before they proliferated. The "magical" nature of Toreel likely hastened these changes, in order to enable their rapid evolution in mere centuries.

But, hey, why let canon get in the way here?

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 12 August 2020, 17:53:23
OMG, I wonder if they speak Spanish on Frobisher.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: thtadthtshldntb on 12 August 2020, 19:36:33
Doesn't feel quite right for gnomes, but maybe Swedish? Ooo, or even "Swedenese"! That would fortify a tie in between the Japanese-speaking gnomes of LG's Vaslen kingdom and gnomes from elsewhere on Toreel! (A subset of gnomes, "halflings," speak Australian English, BTW; functionally speaking, there are few differences--if any--between Toreel's gnome and halfling phenotypes).

Yes, I *have* been filling this all out in my notes; why do you ask?

- Herb

Gnomes are a rather more recent creation. They were created in the mid 1500s by Paracelsus, who is known historically as an alchemist but was also a fantasy author. Seeing as he was Dutch, gnomes would not be norse. The ancestors of the Dutch are in the same general group as the Angles and the Saxons. I think those were Eastern German tribes.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: worktroll on 12 August 2020, 22:11:44
(A subset of gnomes, "halflings," speak Australian English, BTW; functionally speaking, there are few differences--if any--between Toreel's gnome and halfling phenotypes).

Too right, mate!  :thumbsup: Little known facts: Halflings are expert brewers, and have sharp ankle spurs (which is why they never wear shoes/boots). Only the males' spurs produce venom.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 14 August 2020, 04:54:18
It felt like she'd taken a couple blows from a war pick to the face. As Celia came back to her senses, she didn't know how much time had passed, or how she'd ended up on the ground, or how seriously she'd been injured (aside from realizing she was now blind in one eye).

But she could still see with the other, and hear with her ears. Gunshots continued to ring out. L'heo, still in his human form, had lept on top of Chim, shielding her with his body while projectiles struck him, smashing their way almost unimpeded through a faint shimmering magical field.

And she could see the other man, the brigadier, lifting a weapon towards her mistress and L'heo himself. So she acted, launching from her prone position, drawing and striking with her sword in one smooth action.

The brigadier's weapon fell away, along with the hand gripping it, as he fell to his knees grasping the stump.

She stood over him, not even feeling the bullets that struck her from three directions. "Why?!" she screamed at him.

The brigadier gawked at her. Then he started laughing, a crazed, desperate laugh. 

She wouldn't get her answer before the area around her winked out of existence, replaced by the familiar bulkheads of their cabin on the dropship.

----

Brigadier Fiscus let himself slump to the ground, to woozy from blood loss or... just everything... to bother staying upright. His first thought was to get on the comm for a status report, call for help, maybe yell at marksman team three, but then he remembered that the communicator was attached to a glove now a good meter removed from its arm.

Maybe it was the blood shooting out of his stump, maybe it was the sense of catastrophic failure, but he couldn't bring himself to worry much about that... or anything else. You had a good run, humanity, time to call it a night.

He let himself start to drift away.

-----

L'heo didn't waste any time pulling potions out of his bag. "Drink up," he ordered. It was a rare thing when L'heo started giving orders.

Chim could see that Celia gulped her own potion down promptly, the healing affects both closing wounds and pushing the half dozen or so projectiles that had riddled her out of her body. L'heo was doing the same, with much the same result, though he'd clearly taken more hits, thus adding to the collection of metal slugs that pinged off the deck.

Chim hesitated for a moment, before L'heo fixed her with an angry glare. "They are actively trying to kill us," he said in his most commanding tone. "In the state you're in, you will die if they catch you. Drink. Up."

Chim shook her head as she swallowed her potion, feeling her bruised and battered body start putting itself right again. "It shouldn't have been like this."

"It was always a possibility," L'heo said as he pulled another round out of the bag. "You knew that, you had a getaway prepared."

Chim nodded sadly. "Yeah," she acknowledged, though preparing for the worst and actually needing it were two different things.

"What do we do now?" Celia asked. "It's only a matter of time before they figure out where we went."

"We might have longer than you think," L'heo replied. "They aren't familiar with magic."

"Maybe..." Chim said absently, only to get a confused look from L'heo. "It's nothing," she said waving off his concerns. Probably nothing, but... She'd seen the brigadier draw his weapon, aim it, and as he did she thought she'd seen something... maybe...

"Point is," she said. "We need to get out of here, and we need the crew to do that. So..."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 14 August 2020, 04:58:52
Author: I'd intended to write more today, but we all got distracted by an abandoned kitten that we're suddenly keeping an eye on
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 14 August 2020, 08:13:30
Familiars are approaching you.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: thtadthtshldntb on 14 August 2020, 13:11:55
Author: I'd intended to write more today, but we all got distracted by an abandoned kitten that we're suddenly keeping an eye on
Those damn cats and their mind control parasites...
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Cannonshop on 14 August 2020, 13:17:25
Author: I'd intended to write more today, but we all got distracted by an abandoned kitten that we're suddenly keeping an eye on
duno, looks to me like the cat is keeping an eye on YOU.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Mackon on 14 August 2020, 22:57:17
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"Maybe..." Chim said absently, only to get a confused look from L'heo. "It's nothing," she said waving off his concerns. Probably nothing, but... She'd seen the brigadier draw his weapon, aim it, and as he did she thought she'd seen something... maybe...
Chim's arch nemisis from home playing sillybuggers possessing/influencing people?

Still even if true its still pretty likely that a surficantly trigger happy Taurian would do the same no magically influence needed to keep the power out the hands of the Federated Suns and Hanse Davion.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 15 August 2020, 01:31:32
Brigadier Fiscus was mildly annoyed to find himself regaining consciousness. Maybe not all the way conscious. His brain was a fluffy cloud, and he didn't feel any pain that he was pretty sure he should be feeling. Doc Westphall was looking down on him when he opened his eyes.

"Whatever you did didn't go well," the doc said.

"Team three didn't take the shot." Fiscus said. It was hazy, but he could remember that. The old man, the woman with the tits, but not the girl. "They didn't shoot the girl."

"You told them to shoot a child," Westphall said. "Of course they hesitated."

"Not a child," Fiscus protested. "Said so herself, sixty eight."

"Kids will say all kinds of things," Westphall said. "It doesn't mean we get to shoot them."

Fiscus heard laughing, it took him a moment to figure out it was him laughing. "Your moralizing made more sense yesterday when the world made sense. Where's my..." He raised his arm, seeing the bandaged stump where he expected his communicator to be. "Oh... yeah. Who here didn't lose their hand?"

A trooper appeared in his field of vision. Trooper... no... Section Leader Turner. That sounded plausible. "Sir?"

"Why are you here?" Fiscus demanded.

Turner looked nonplussed. "Sir, you..."

"Damnit," Fiscus said. "You should be running them down. Find them. Stop staring at me and go shoot the girl this time!"

"Sir," Turner replied. "We don't even know where they are. With that vanishing act..."

Fiscus' annoyance managed to burn its way through the pain killers. "Start with the great big thing in the middle of the landing pad that's their only way out. Jesus Christ, man, this quack's got me stoned and I could figure that out. Wreck it if you have to. If that girl gets off world, everything burns."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 15 August 2020, 01:44:36
Y'now, he's probably not wrong...
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: LightGuard on 15 August 2020, 04:38:10
Y'now, he's probably not wrong...

Yeah, but now it's a matter of whether or not this world burns first.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 15 August 2020, 05:05:56
I hope chims archnemesis is not.messing with people's minds. It would cheapen human agency and the story at this point
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 15 August 2020, 05:58:24
I doubt it is, and I suspect the Brigadier is correct: what Chim can do, what wizards in DnD/PF at that level can do, is in fact reality-breaking.

She's an existential threat and outside context problem to trillions, rolled into one small package, and she doesn't even realize it.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 15 August 2020, 08:50:34
He typical paranoid Taurian. Murder everyone first. Because everyone out to get us.
Poor wizard going think everyone like that.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 15 August 2020, 21:58:55
Step one was reconnaissance. The ship they'd come in on had a tiny crew of its own, as well as carrying that part of the jumpship's crew that had gotten the "lucky" chance for shore leave. All told, sixteen people.

Fortunately, Chim, L'heo, and Celia had all interacted with them, living beside them for months. That added familiarity was all it took for Chim's scrying sensor to locate them, showing her Trisha and several of her shipmates in a small cell, with some sort of empty corridor visible on the other side of the barred cell door.

They didn't know where in the town this cell was, of course, but they didn't need to. L'heo would handle the rest.

"Quick," Chim told him. "In and out. Try not to take too many risks."

"Same to you," L'heo said, with Polly on his shoulder, then vanished into invisibility before teleporting.

Chim looked over to Celia, who was just finishing buckling her breastplate, not bothering with the full suit of plate mail. They were on a short clock here.

"Shall we go, mistress?" the paladin asked.

-----

There was a guard standing in front of him when L'heo emerged from the teleport. Not exactly aware of his presence, but L'heo could tell he'd noticed the brief puff of displaced air that had accompanied the spell and was looking a little confused.

He wouldn't get the chance to do much else as L'heo placed his hand against the guard's chest and sent him hurling into the far wall with a sickening crunch.

Polly hopped down from his shoulder and went over to the crumpled form. "Still alive," he said as he tapped the guard with his forehead and released a small amount of healing magic. "Barely, but he'll stay that way."

L'heo was meanwhile moving to the door at the other end of the small hallway. He could hear people outside the door calling out, wanting to know what that sound was. L'heo had just gotten his hand on the door when another person began stepping through.

That man shouted, first in surprise and then in agony as L'heo cast his next spell. The heavy metal door swung shut, catching and crushing the man's hand as it latched and locked itself.

L'heo exhaled. "Well this is going great," he said as he turned to the cells, taking a moment to block the sight of the blood oozing from between the door and the jamb at the latch from their view. "We're getting you out of here," he said as he pulled a bottle from his bag and pointed the stoppered end at the small open window in the door. "It'll just take a minute." Taking a stance to maximize his own stability, he gave the command word and shot a powerful geyser of water through that window, hearing shouting and thudding on the other side. "Any time now, Polly!"
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 16 August 2020, 01:29:53
All dropships looked huge to an infantryman, especially when you stood right next to them, and this thirty meter tall ovoid was no exception.

The thing was, it wasn't though. It was comparatively tiny. Not just relative to other ships of its type, but just in the amount of internal space available, especially when most of that was supposed to be empty space for bulk cargo.

So as Brett led a team aboard (his maniple, plus a handful of troops that had originally seized the ship), he didn't expect to be searching long. There were only two critical spaces, the small bridge at the top and the engineering space under the cargo bay. They already had people on the bridge, and the engineering space was literally only big enough for one person to comfortably move around in, so it'd be quick to check.

The cargo bay was itself a big empty, aside from stacked crates of supplies and "art objects" the ship was transporting. It was cover, but not really a place to hide. That meant if someone was hiding on the ship, it'd be in the living space, above the cargo hold, but below the bridge. Small, confined, designed to accommodate maybe twenty people in a small number of three or four man cabins.

Small enough, he reckoned, for this ad-hoc squad to cover.

As they marched up the ramp and into the hold, Brett pointed to two of his troopers and gestured to the access door for the engineering space. "Kill the drive," he ordered. "Shut it down, scram it, whatever they call it. She turned a live fusion plant into a bomb. Can't let her do it again."

A voice came from above. "How many times do I have to tell people that was an accident?" it called out, sounding positively petulant.

Guns went up as Brett's troops scanned the roof of the bay, looking for noise. It was well lit. The ship's powerplant was idling, and nobody had turned off the overhead lights. There also wasn't much in the way of structures for the girl to be hiding behind. But Brett couldn't se anything.

"You here to kill me?" the voice called out.

"Got orders to," Brett said. "You specifically, kill you dead the Brigadier says." He shrugged. "But he's on painkillers right now, so I got some 'not in control of his faculties' wiggle room there."

"Do you want to?"

"Don't know," Brett replied. "Should I want to?"
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 16 August 2020, 01:35:26
Two questions:

1. What class of DropShip is this?

2. Is WIS Chim's dull stat?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 16 August 2020, 02:52:13
1. What class of DropShip is this?

On a whim I decided to use my G-class cargo carrier (https://bg.battletech.com/forums/index.php?topic=68980.0), retrofitted to carry extra passengers. Basically an otherwise unwanted relic that a crew of scavengers willing to head into the middle of nowhere at all might use because they could get it for a bargain.

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2. Is WIS Chim's dull stat?

She suffers a critical debuff common to player characters where their common sense is reduced well below what their stat should suggest. Also Wisdom isn't a real stat, it says so on page 25. :)

(though actually, kinda, but not really. She's just very impulsive)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 16 August 2020, 04:42:55
"We honestly just wanted to help," she had the illusion anchored to the top of the bay say. Chim was herself standing on the stair case that circled around the cargo bay, cloaked by invisibility and far enough back that she could just duck down and they wouldn't have a clean shot at her. They hadn't had much time since teleporting back to the ship. Certainly not enough to do things right, so she'd had to play be ear.

"Maybe I should have stopped and thought about it," she added. "Tried to figure out a way that wouldn't have exposed us. Or maybe tried to ease your boss into it instead of showing off."

"How about we talk about this in person?" the man on the cargo bay floor said. It was the same one who'd introduced himself out on the battlefield, and Chim felt ashamed that she'd never bothered to commit his name to memory. "You come out, don't do anything threatening. Nobody shoots, nobody throws a dragon a people, nice and easy. We all get together and hash things out."

Chim silently shook her head. "I think we're past that point," she had the illusion say. "Your leader seems to think us just existing is threatening. I guess..." Heh, when it came right down to it, this was her pride talking again. "I just wanted you guys to know we didn't want to hurt anybody."

She walked to the edge of the staircase and looked down. The illusion wouldn't be able to say this part. "I suggest you leave this ship and get far away," she said, letting the magic seep into her voice, "so that none of you have to die."

For a moment the armed soldiers at the bottom of the bay looked confused, but then they began to move, one after the other, towards the ramp. All but one of them.

"Hold on!" he called out. It was the same one. Mister... whoever. His mind seemed to be made of sterner stuff than the others. "Hold, damnit!"

But they weren't listening as they fled the cargo bay and the ship, so instead, he looked around the bay, scanning the staircase roughly where Chim was standing.

"Please," she said. "I don't want to hurt you, but I will."

There was a look of grim determination on his face, and what seems like a faint... as he raised his gun and fired. The bullet passed maybe a foot above Chim's head. He pulled the gun back, pulling on some sort of slide mechanism which ejected a brass cylinder from the weapon, then sliding it back into place.

Chim cast again as he raised the weapon back to his shoulder, striking him with three rays of force which knocked him back to the deck and seemed to render him unconscious. She hoped it hadn't been enough to kill him.

Still, she had to focus on the task at hand. Running down the stairs to the main deck, she hit the big red button that was supposed to control the main bay door. To her satisfaction, the ramp began to lift with a loud, grinding whine.

Next was the guy. She ran to him and first kicked his gun away as hard as she could. It... didn't go very far, but she was focusing on other things. He had a knife, another smaller gun. Those were easy enough to remove, but he had all kinds of things, a lot of which she didn't even know if they were weapons or not, so she just started stripping off equipment and tossing it away from him, before pulling a rope out of her bag and tying him up.   

"Good news is you're going to survive," she said. "Bad news is I think I need to keep you a while longer."

-----

There had been two men on the ship's bridge. Celia had cut down the first as he'd raised his weapon at her. The second has been much slower to react, slow enough that Celia had been able to cast.

When he finally got his weapon up, his expression was a mixture of fear and confusion when he realized he could not bring himself to fire. Celia's next swing cut clean through his weapon, the pieces clattering on the floor. She then raised the blade to his chest.

A bluff. The sigil of forbiddance she'd branded them both with kept each from harming the other (save through an act of extreme willpower). But he didn't know that, which proved more than enough as he raised his hands in surrender.

-----

Celia's voice came over the ship's intercom. "The bridge is taken, mistress."

That wrapped up everything here, Chim reasoned as she magically locked the main bay door. One last part to go.

"Okay," she said steeling herself for the task. "Mage's College, asking Roderick Trumbull if he wanted to court, all the people watching when he said no..."

-----

Being empathically linked to a capricious Gnome for close to a decade, one got a feeling for her various moods and emotions, enough to tell them apart very well. It was particularly handy if you needed a simple signal and didn't want to spend a spell on it.

"That's the signal," Polly said. "She really isn't over that guy."

"About time!" L'heo said, moving to the first cell. They'd gone from occasionally firing a decanter of endless water through the window to smashing out the grating and just dropping three through, all expelling water at their maximum rate. Chim had been specific on this part of the plan, saying giving them an endless source of fresh water was the least they could do for the trouble they were causing.

The roiling mass of something just shy of a thousand gallons of water every minute pouring into the room outside and whatever lay beyond had kept anybody from trying to get close, but they had fired a few shots through the door. Though all they'd managed was hitting L'heo once.

L'heo stuck his hand through the cell. "All of you grab my hand," he said. "I can teleport five of you at a time, but we'll get you all out without any problem."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Starfox5 on 16 August 2020, 08:41:44
If you don't take out the archmage in the first round... run. Run and get some protection against scrying.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 16 August 2020, 22:01:46
Had to edit the last lines of the last entry, because I am dumb, but L'heo isn't dumb enough for me to leave it unchanged.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 18 August 2020, 04:32:28
Chim could hear the bangs of something explosive striking the ship's hull by the time L'heo was bringing the last person across. That last person just happened to be Trisha, who focused her fear and confusion on Chim.

"What happened?" she demanded.

Chim shrugged sheepishly. "We tried to help," she said. "It's just that the way we did it was existentially terrifying or something. Now they want to kill us."

Trisha sighed. "Doug was probably right about keeping you on the ship" she said, then turned to start barking orders to the people around her before looking back. "It'll be a couple minutes before the ship's up to full power and ready to take off. Hopefully the people outside shooting us won't break anything important. I want you guys to stay down here until we lift. If they punch a hole in the hull... I don't know, do what you do and fix it? I've got to get to the bridge."

Then she was off, leaving Chim surprised. She looked over to L'heo. "She's... the captain of this ship?"

L'heo looked back. "You didn't know? Of course you didn't, you stayed in the cabin working on magic equations the whole way in."

Chim let that pass. "How did it go on your end?"

L'heo shrugged. "I don't think we killed anybody, but I hurt two of them pretty badly. You?"

Chim sighed. "Celia had to kill one of them. We ended up taking two others prisoners."

L'heo followed her gaze to the two men tied up in a corner of the bay. "That a good idea?"

"I don't know," Chim said. "I'd tell them to leave, but their friends would come in if we opened the door. Besides...." she trailed off. "I think one of them might be able to tell me something."

Polly, who had up to this point been watching the conversation quietly, finally spoke up. "Finally!" he said. "About time you moved on from old Roderick. People affiliated with organizations that want to kill you always were more your type."

Chim shot the cat a death glare. "You are not helping."

"I bring joy and mirth," Polly respond, "and break the tension of all this unnecessary drama. Of course I'm helping."

Chim decided to ignore his comments, trying not to think about how their empathic link meant she couldn't pretend his needling wasn't successful. "I think," she said, "they might have some form of magic after all."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: SD501st on 18 August 2020, 06:52:52
Oh? Well if "they" have some form of magic, the only option that COULD fit would be sorcery... innate, not learned or granted.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 18 August 2020, 07:20:56
Magic the Gathering in the Periphery indeed.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: thtadthtshldntb on 18 August 2020, 10:51:50
depending upon how you interpret/accept/reject Yoringa Kurita and the Kell Brothers, Battletech does have some very limited magic/psychic stuff.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: glitterboy2098 on 18 August 2020, 11:52:13
depending upon how you interpret/accept/reject Yoringa Kurita and the Kell Brothers, Battletech does have some very limited magic/psychic stuff.
Nova cat Spirit visions too.

but it would make sense that with "outer planes" that are chaotic, preternatural senses and abilities would be unreliable and chaotic as well. i wouldn't be surprised if once they hit the fedsuns that NIAS doesn't start studying them and find their magic is an expression of hyperspace physics in some way.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 18 August 2020, 13:40:52
Nova cat Spirit visions too.

Davion fiat as well.

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 18 August 2020, 14:19:11
Davion fiat as well.

- Herb

Davion Fiat, you say?

(http://static0.bornrichimages.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/10/Fiat-Panda.jpg)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 18 August 2020, 14:33:52
Eeeeeeexactly!

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 18 August 2020, 15:17:04
HPG tech is certainly magical.
The Kelly's are just using stealth tech modules in a pendrive that scram their mechs' signature.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Kujo on 18 August 2020, 20:11:12
Might be interesting when at the NAIS Dr. B Banzai starts to work his scientist/surgeon/Rock-Star magic on the Honorable McNuggnugg what kind of magic may fly on the poor Gnomish archmage, potentially being rejected twice at various schools of 'magic'.

"Chimkin looks longingly at the rakish Doctor as he puts on sensor by sensor to figure out her 'magic', high tech, then off the shelf, then low-tech, and even 'Banzai' equipment is placed to figure out her magic.  She doesn't care, she could be tortured if only he would say she could court him..." :D

Hanse could be worse as he is activity god tier charming (Banzai is passively legendary charming), but Melissa would find a way with her intellect and charm to end Chim as a threat! 8)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 20 August 2020, 03:41:38
As it turned out, a few man-portable rockets fired off by soldiers either too afraid or too indifferent to commit to a sustained attack wasn't sufficient to bring down, or at least cripple a small dropship.

Some of his men were bordering on insubordination. Others may have been mind controlled (mind control was also a thing now, apparently). Brigadier Fiscus wasn't really sure he could blame them, though. He'd asked a lot of his men today. Attack people who'd defended their homes, try to kill them, including what looked like a child, in cold blood. There'd be hell to pay, probably even an arrest and trial.

So no, he couldn't really blame them, but as he watched that dropship lift into the sky, he kinda wanted to.

"So that's done, then," Doc Westphall said. Fiscus was a bit more clear headed now, and back on his feet, but the Doc was sticking around just in case.

"Think I went too far?" Fiscus asked.

"I think you went a bit off the rails, yeah," the doc replied.

Fiscus sighed. "When word gets out what she's capable of," he said. "What she might be able to do, Taurus is going to say I didn't go far enough."

"It's kinda odd for you to be worried about your career," Westphall said. "Taurus doesn't even sign your paychecks anymore."

"My career doesn't mean shit," Fiscus said. "One way or another that was done when I said fire. Either the Town Council fires me, or Taurus tells them to fire me. Can you re-activate a reservist just to charge them with dereliction of duty? Who knows. Point is, I'm done, I knew I was done. If not them, I'll hand in my resignation myself. My only regret is that I didn't pull it off."

He looked over to the doctor, fixing him with a grave stare. "There's no counter. No check on the threat that girl represents. Whoever gets a hold of her, they'll have access to power nobody should have. We had one chance to stop it here, and we failed. Everybody is going to suffer for it."

"Perhaps it's too soon to give up," another voice, from low on the ground, said. Fiscus looked down to see a rat standing on its hind legs at his feet, the look in its eyes was clearly sinister.

So he kicked it, launching it a few meters away. "How much of that stuff did you give me?" he demanded of the doctor.

Doc Westphall was meanwhile drawing his own sidearm and aiming it at the rat. "That wasn't me. That ****** rat just talked."

"Damnation human!" the rat called out. "I'm trying to help you!" Spooked, Doc Westphall took a shot, but the rat deftly avoided his aim with what seemed like unnatural agility, dashing across the distance between them to grab the doctor's shoe with his forepaws.

Westphall found himself hurtling forward, the rat having bodily shoved his foot out from under him in a way that made no sense to Fiscus' drug addled mind.

"There," the creature said. "Perhaps now we can talk with some civility."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 20 August 2020, 03:43:47
fun fact, a Pit Fiend, even when turned into a fiendish rat, is still slightly stronger than the strongest possible elemental.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 20 August 2020, 04:35:04
This has the potential to go hilariously off the rails for the Taurians.  And everyone else.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 20 August 2020, 07:24:57
Brigader may find new life traveling with a wandering child looking Wizard?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 20 August 2020, 22:08:02
~about an hour later and a jump point away~

Doug rested his head in his hand when the message finished playing.

"That bad, huh?" Rick asked from over at his station.

"Let me put it this way," Doug said. "They're already on their way back, but they'll be a bit late because they're going to have to coast for about half a day. Not enough fuel."

"They couldn't even get a refuel?" Rick asked. The cranky little tub they'd been using, or rather the cranky little tub the could afford for this ridiculous expedition, didn't have much in the way of tankage. The intention had been to top off on planet. Even a water poor world that could support a population of twenty thousand could spare enough water to crack into hydrogen fuel. And normally, even Taurians would sell fuel to Davions passing through, particularly if they could gouge them for it. So... "What the hell happened?"

Doug sighed. "According to them, Chim 'helped out,'" he said. "And we've probably been flagged as pirates. So we need to keep an eye out for any angry Taurian patrol boats that might turn up." Fortunately, there wasn't much chance of that. Euschelus didn't have spaceborn infrastructure or any permanent naval garrison. But better safe than stumbling blindly into another catastrophe.

"So, taking the alternate route then?" Rick asked.

"We're sure as hell not passing through Amber Grove," Doug replied. Unless they wanted to head back the way they came, they'd still need to make one jump through Taurian territory before crossing into the Federated Suns. An actual inhabited world, though, was a terrible idea. Fortunately, there were a lot of options that weren't inhabited. "We'll jump to Masterton once they're back. After that... how do you feel about hitting Hyalite's L1?"

Rick shrugged. "I've done it before, and all the necessary date's in the jump computer. It shouldn't be a problem."

Doug nodded. "Good. The sooner we've got AFFS guns close by, the better I'll feel about this whole thing." He sighed again. "Great adventure, he said. Strike out into the unknown, he said."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: idea weenie on 21 August 2020, 11:41:18
I'm surprised they're not using the Geysers of Water (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic-items/wondrous-items/c-d/decanter-of-endless-water/) to provide free fresh water to the ship.  30 gallons per round is 5 gallons per second.
5 gallons per second is 18.9 kilos per second.
Hydrogen makes up about 2/18 of the mass of water, so if they can set up an electrolysis still they are getting 2 kilos of hydrogen per second

2 kilos per second = 7.2 tons of hydrogen per hour = 172.8 tons of hydrogen per day

Of course, you are also creating 1382.4 tons of Oxygen per day.  Hope you have some way to store or vent it (cheat by using some of it for reaction mass, and store the leftover O2 for life support assistance)

Strategic Operations -> Advanced Aerospace Construction -> Step 2: Install Engines and Control Systems -> Determine Fuel Capacity -> Advanced Aerospace Unit Fuel Table (p: 147 is 2011 pdf)
Highest value is 39.52 tons per burn-day for units equal or over 200 ktons.  Dropships are at most 10 tons of fuel per burn-day

So if they can rig together the still, they can get enough fuel to thrust all the way back, and still wind up with excess.

Of course, back on the planet they will have to deal with three of those Decanters, providing 15 gallons of fresh water per second.  On a desert planet, those police/militia are going to be very clean.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Mackon on 21 August 2020, 17:40:08
Rereading and I'm a bit suprised by how little ... consequences? the abduction of the Captian and members of the crew when they jumped universes has had. Should the Arch Mage and Celestral Being be investigating, trying to track what happened and working on a way to rescue them? It seems like everybody just shrugged and said 'oh well, stuff happens, what are you going to do?' and moved on.

I mean sure, there a good chance nothing can be done, but no seemed to even try.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 28 August 2020, 18:26:03
~about a day later~

This body was more intact than the charred skull they'd used last time. Celia had taken him down with a single clean strike from her sword to the neck. Not at the right angle or close enought to remove the head, she hadn't been close enough for that, but it had severed the artery and opened his throat. The man had died messily.

L'heo hadn't objected to the spell, but he had pointed out that this would pretty much use up their supply of diamonds. He didn't think the man had deserved to die and have his soul cast into the oblivion that lay beyond life around these parts, but... well you couldn't save everybody.

Still, Chim could save him. A presumably good person had died because of his superior's fear, and because Chim hadn't realized that was even a posibility. So the least she could do was make it a little bit right. Though if she was honest, it wasn't just altruism.

If this worked, L'heo would object to what came next.

"Not that I object to you calling upon profane power to spit in the face of God's creation and defy death itself," her 'prisoner'... Bert?... said. "But he's not going to come back as some ravenous zombie or vampire or something?"

Chim gave him an annoyed look, but didn't respond.

"We don't talk about the whole undead thing around Chim," Polly said from his spot next to her. "She's sensitive."

Chim stuck her tongue out at Polly.

"It's also not the same kind of magic," L'heo said. "Either your friend's soul will come back and restore the body to life, or nothing will happen. If it works, resurrection is a bit physically draining, but mentally they should suffer no ill affects."

Like before, a crowd had gathered to witness things. Everybody not currently necessary to run the ship (all of two people) was currently in the cargo bay keeping a respectable distance from the corpse and the small pile of diamonds next to it on the floor.

"You shouldn't get your hopes up," L'heo said. Chim wasn't sure if this was directed at Bart or at her. "It's... not likely to work."

Yeah, Chim reasoned. That was the working theory at least. The last one had been dead for less than an hour. This one had been gone for over a day, maybe far too long to expect a soul to survive in that mindless chaos outside the material.

Except... Chim was beginning to wonder about that...

"Even if it does work, what next?" Bob asked. "I'm not saying you're not the most polite captors or anything..."

"Normally we would have stuffed you in an escape pod and sent you home already," Trisha (Captain Trisha!) said. "But this piece of shit tub doesn't have escape pods. We'll drop you at our next port of call and you can try to arrange passage home from there."

Okay, enough banter, Chim started casting. It would only take a few seconds, but when casting at this level, it always felt longer. In her minds eye she was reaching into the void to grasp the raw threads of creation. Raw magical energy warped and shaped to her will, bent into familiar forms, in this case made to emulate powers normally denied of students of the arcane. It always felt just a bit thrillingly transgressive to mimick the powers normally reserved for servants of the Gods.

And she could see it too in her minds eye, out there, in that maddening void, a bright spot sailing through it, alone, and yet not alone. Very much intact, maybe even alive. "All right," she muttered breathlessly, "come on home. Your friends will be missing you."

She released the power, and the universe responded. The wound on the once dead man's neck closed, color began to return to his once pale and lifeless body. If you looked close enough you could see the sudden twitch in his neck as his heart abruptly started pushing blood through his arteries once again. His eyes snapped open as he sucked in a breath.

The rush was such that Chim found herself dropping into a sitting position, unable keep the grin off her face.

Because she'd finally 'got' it. "Gods I'm dumb," she said, then looked over to L'heo. "You too. Gods are lazy you said. The most obvious answer right in front of our face and you went with the Gods were lazy."

"Chim," L'heo said calmly. "You're being manic again."

"I have a right to be!" Chim replied. "I know how she did it. Rasma!" she shouted at the overhead. "You magnificent transcendent being, I read your book!"
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 28 August 2020, 18:31:00
Rereading and I'm a bit suprised by how little ... consequences? the abduction of the Captian and members of the crew when they jumped universes has had. Should the Arch Mage and Celestral Being be investigating, trying to track what happened and working on a way to rescue them? It seems like everybody just shrugged and said 'oh well, stuff happens, what are you going to do?' and moved on.

I mean sure, there a good chance nothing can be done, but no seemed to even try.

The Arch Mage wasn't abducted. She volunteered to accompany them as part of a diplomatic mission. She even named someone to stand in for her while she was away.

I haven't gotten much of a chance to go into what's going back home, but I hope to in the future. In the meanwhile, I'll say that Polly is sending regular short reports to his superiors and "oh well" is the furthest response from their minds.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Mackon on 28 August 2020, 18:42:17
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The Arch Mage wasn't abducted. She volunteered to accompany them as part of a diplomatic mission. She even named someone to stand in for her while she was away.

I haven't gotten much of a chance to go into what's going back home, but I hope to in the future. In the meanwhile, I'll say that Polly is sending regular short reports to his superiors and "oh well" is the furthest response from their minds.
I meant the captain of the shipand several members of the crew ... they vanished when the ship jumped back to Battletechverse
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 28 August 2020, 19:18:37
Rasma?

Yeah, not getting that part, as in what Chim suddenly realized.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Sharpnel on 28 August 2020, 20:20:18
A reference to 'Hunt for Red October' where Ryan reacts to what Ramius does by saying what Chim just said about Rasma.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 28 August 2020, 20:21:38
A reference to 'Hunt for Red October' where Ryan reacts to what Ramius does by saying what Chim just said about Rasma.

Well, no, that's a reference to Patton and Rommel, so it's even older, and real life.  I was meaning more this part:

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The rush was such that Chim found herself dropping into a sitting position, unable keep the grin off her face.

Because she'd finally 'got' it. "Gods I'm dumb," she said, then looked over to L'heo. "You too. Gods are lazy you said. The most obvious answer right in front of our face and you went with the Gods were lazy."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 29 August 2020, 00:56:21
I meant the captain of the shipand several members of the crew ... they vanished when the ship jumped back to Battletechverse

Okay, yeah, that was on me. I wanted to skip through the boring six months in space part and forgot to do anything more with it?

Best I can say at the moment is Chim and friends were working on the problem off camera.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 29 August 2020, 01:09:54
Brett was checking on Recruit Bensiger while the little Wizard was ranting at ceiling lights.

"How're you feeling?" he asked the trooper, who seemed to be still adjusting to the idea of being alive.

"Last thing I remember everything was fading out and my Mamma was telling me it was time to go," Bensiger said. "Mamma's been dead for years..."

"Well... yeah," Brett said. "You were... umm..."

But the girl interrupted. "Exactly!" she shouted excitedly. "See L'heo?"

The old guy shook his head. "You hallucinate when the brain shuts down," he said. "We both know untethered souls don't have that kind of cognition. How much do you remember from those times you were dead?"

The girl waved it aside. "That's not the point!" she protested. "You're not getting what I'm saying!"

"It's because you're not saying anything coherent," L'heo replied.

Recruit Bensiger looked over to Brett. "So I was dead," he said.

"Yeah," Brett replied, secretly relieved that the guy got there on his own. "The raving little nutcase over there brought you back."

"Brought me back?" Bensiger asked. "Like a doctor, like zap until the ticker beats again?" He reached up to his throat. "No scar, no stitches." He looked around himself. "And this looks an awful lot like a dirty warehouse. They did emergency surgery here? I've got so many questions."

That's when the realization hit Brett. Bensiger and Tolles had been watching the ship when it all went down. There was no way he'd know about anything that happened. Or just what they'd found themselves in the middle of.

"It's... complicated?" Brett said.

----

Trisha was beginning to understand why Doug always looked like he was on the brink of a migraine. "Is there any point in me asking you what the hell you're talking about?"

Chim looked over to her. "We have Gods back home, like actual Gods. Not a metaphor. I've personally met most of them. The oldest one is known as Rasma, maybe the oldest living being in the universe... or at least we thought so until we found out your part of it stretches literal eons beyond it. We didn't even have a concept of eons before we met..."

"Chim, focus," L'heo said.

"Right, anyway. Rasma rules over the plane of judgement. People die, their souls journey to that plane, where they're judged by their deeds and shunted off to an outer plane appropriate to their alignment." The girl's eyes glistened with a manic glee. "These planes aren't just built as a final reward or punishment, they are literally made up of those souls, shaped by them, defined by them. They are entire life bearing realities shaped by the souls that compose them. People don't find peace in heaven or suffer punishment in hell because of divine will. It's just the inherent nature of these realms."

"Okay," Trisha said. She wasn't sure what else to say, really. She was pretty sure she was following the basic concept of what Chim was saying, but not why it would cause the girl to start ranting like a lunatic.

Chim looked a little frustrated at Trisha's reaction. "Rasma didn't create our higher planes," she said. "And they didn't always exist, either. She created places to store souls floating freely in the beyond, then she created some sort of sorting algorithm to sort those souls by their nature. The combined quintessence of so many like minded souls together in one plane is what created each higher plane!"

"So..." this was apparently a big deal for Chim, but Trisha still didn't see the point.

"So," Chim said. "I need to borrow a closet you don't need for a few hours."

That.. uh... almost sounded like something that finally made sense to Trisha (excitable young people trapped on a ship with no outlet and all that), but the look of alarm on L'heo's face told her that maybe she was still missing something.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 29 August 2020, 01:21:07
She ain't the only one. I followed along, but... ??? ;D
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Starfox5 on 29 August 2020, 01:25:57
She ain't the only one. I followed along, but... ??? ;D

I think she's about to contact other plane her God.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 29 August 2020, 01:26:55
I think she's about to contact other plane her God.

I see no way that could go badly.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: thtadthtshldntb on 29 August 2020, 01:41:24
the Battletech is universe is so big that enough souls have not accumulated to shape the higher planes yet?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: glitterboy2098 on 29 August 2020, 04:08:55
the Battletech is universe is so big that enough souls have not accumulated to shape the higher planes yet?
or more likely, so big that there is no single entity powerful enough to impose their magical will upon the higher planes to install new software to sort the souls. so instead you get basically random noise.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: SD501st on 29 August 2020, 05:46:11
or more likely, so big that there is no single entity powerful enough to impose their magical will upon the higher planes to install new software to sort the souls. so instead you get basically random noise.

Random noise? So basically... Chaos?  >:D *cough*

My theory is, they simply "attract" or "repel" each other based on their "charge"(magnetism and all the implications say hello). As Chim said, like minded souls basically clump up together and their combined strength creates whatever their afterlife is. Who says that's any different in the BT universe? With the amount of souls that have died and not come back to life in BT as opposed to a universe where resurrection is a thing or even a regular occurence, that's a mightily large amount of possible afterlives. Chim certainly seems to think that it's not so different, as evidenced by the fact that a resurrection spell works, which is why she is so elated about this. It might just be that there are no "gods" around to impose any order upon all this. Or that which we define as a "god" is the combination of the largest mass of souls,and this large mass is "lazy" because its already so large. Oh dear... this is getting uncomfortably close to how all this works in Warhammer 40k... *gulp*

Come to think of it, and I'm sorry for getting philosophical here, sapient life works the same way... like minded people tend to come together and create societies and surroundings that "fit" them, repeat ad infinitum, until the literal liveable space is exhausted or the energy expended to make it liveable(terraforming) is too large to be "worth it". And then friction between different people comes in, starting the opposite of creation... destruction.

Assuming this is truth, the big question in my mind would then be:
Who or what decides if something is "worth it"?

PS: Sorry for all the edits, this is a bad habit of mine... I always forget something, see a grammar error in need of correction, or something new to add to the topic of the post popped into my mind. My mind is a bit faster than either my hands or my mouth, which makes communicating concepts or ideas I have on my mind quite difficult sometimes.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 29 August 2020, 06:56:32
Given the chaos of the Inner Sphere getting into continuous wars, i could see hidden gods of the BattleTech universe being Chaotic Neutral or a god of some kind of War.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: SD501st on 29 August 2020, 07:03:30
Given the chaos of the Inner Sphere getting into continuous wars, i could see hidden gods of the BattleTech universe being Chaotic Neutral or a god of some kind of War.

How about a god of nature? BT has undergone continuous cycles of destruction and renewal... a god of nature sounds fitting.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 29 August 2020, 07:31:22
Theory: Chin is about to create her own plane to store the souls of anyone that dies in the vicinity of the closet. A God can do that. She is level 20, so she is quite divine herself.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 29 August 2020, 07:51:57
Given the chaos of the Inner Sphere getting into continuous wars, i could see hidden gods of the BattleTech universe being Chaotic Neutral or a god of some kind of War.

Well, SOME of us, anyway....

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: idea weenie on 29 August 2020, 13:53:07
or more likely, so big that there is no single entity powerful enough to impose their magical will upon the higher planes to install new software to sort the souls. so instead you get basically random noise.

Sounds like you need an initial entity to sort the souls and cause them to clump together, without which the souls dissipate too quickly to be useful.  If so, then whatever created Toreel had to set up the first sorting entity/entities (https://pathfinderwiki.com/wiki/Pharasma), and after that they were self-maintaining.

But it also means that the wizard could set up their own planes, causing the good souls to be kept and maintained, while the evil souls (hopefully) dissipate.  The danger is that with the evil souls being left alone, they could get together and form something that is a conglomeration of Abyss (https://pathfinderwiki.com/wiki/Abyss), Abaddon (https://pathfinderwiki.com/wiki/Abaddon), and Hell (https://pathfinderwiki.com/wiki/Hell) all in one.  So no wars between demons and devils, they are now on the same side vs Good.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 29 August 2020, 14:07:42
Pathfinder cosmology is weird.

But I am wondering exactly what Chim is in terms of Pathfinder classes because she is either preparing/using scrolls of Limited Wish, or full on Wish, a fair bit to do things that a straight wizard cannot do or she is multiclassed.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: SCC on 29 August 2020, 17:21:07
I can understand why you used Pathfinder/D&D for this, through I do wished you had used a system that would play nicer with BT, so that questions like "What happens when you enchant BattleMech armor?" would have easy answers. My first choice would be GURPS, Technomancer is a big help here, because not only is a lot of that stuff already done, but it's easy to say that BT fusion engines have been running on magic all the time without people knowing. (Technomancer has all nuclear reactions also produce Oz particles [mana] in addition to what we already know about).
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: glitterboy2098 on 29 August 2020, 18:01:05
part of it is the fact that the nebula california material made it very clear the world in question was a D&D expy.

otherwise i'm sure you could have used shadowrun mechanics or something, as those share mechanics with the mechwariior RPG, iirc. and shadowrun already has both tech and magic present so many issues of "what if" about the mix would already be covered.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 29 August 2020, 18:28:27
Now I am waiting for Chim to ascend to godhood creating his own dead realm. In a closet.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 29 August 2020, 19:24:44
Now I am waiting for Chim to ascend to godhood creating his own dead realm. In a closet.

Of an old DropShip.

(Edit: Fixed the typo)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 29 August 2020, 19:27:34
Of an old DroShip.

Without an escape system!  ;D
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 29 August 2020, 22:44:10
part of it is the fact that the nebula california material made it very clear the world in question was a D&D expy.

D&D3.5/Pathfinder1, to be precise. Or, as the product called them, "Castles & Critters 3.5 / Roadfinder," because, y'know, reasons.

Conversion rules were given in the product, but they were pretty fast and loose, for, y'know, obvious reasons.

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Kujo on 29 August 2020, 23:00:56
and knowing Chim's luck the first soul will be a devout Catholic Priest who's only sin was annoying their confessor with the slimmest of venal sins (I ate a handful of cashews that could of been given to the hungry while on break at the soup kitchen kind).  The interaction between the newly 'ascended' and soul would be classic as would the Neutral Good vis Lawful Good interaction(as would the revelation of what the Homonym of Chimkin McNuggnugg is in this universe-he could of had a heart attack while downing a 20 piece...) ...  Surely (and never call me Shirley ;-) ) there would be a conversation about the space and the near infinite number of souls that maybe making that closet their plane...  :drool:

Thank you for another great installment! :thumbsup:
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Korzon77 on 29 August 2020, 23:03:17
So, if you bring someone back, are they still guilty of the crimes they committed in life?

Since there's currently no "soul framework" in the IS, does that mean that the dead have just been drifting around?

And how much would the Federated Suns pay to be able to put a resurrected Jinjiro Kurita on trial...
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Atarlost on 30 August 2020, 13:43:29
So, if you bring someone back, are they still guilty of the crimes they committed in life?

Since there's currently no "soul framework" in the IS, does that mean that the dead have just been drifting around?

And how much would the Federated Suns pay to be able to put a resurrected Jinjiro Kurita on trial...

I think you need part of the body.  With modern burial practices there's probably something, but it's presumably on Luthien or New Samarkand.  Also, rez doesn't fix madness so he's so obviously unfit to stand trial it would be more embarrassing to the Suns than cathartic. 

Also, can't rez someone that died of old age so no bringing back Alexander Kerensky to berate the Clans.  Reincarnate works, but he wouldn't look like Alexander Kerensky.  And we don't have any evidence I'm aware of that Chim can do druidic magic. 
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Starfox5 on 30 August 2020, 13:47:09
I think you need part of the body.  With modern burial practices there's probably something, but it's presumably on Luthien or New Samarkand.  Also, rez doesn't fix madness so he's so obviously unfit to stand trial it would be more embarrassing to the Suns than cathartic. 

Also, can't rez someone that died of old age so no bringing back Alexander Kerensky to berate the Clans.  Reincarnate works, but he wouldn't look like Alexander Kerensky.  And we don't have any evidence I'm aware of that Chim can do druidic magic.

Isn't there a time limit for resurrection as well?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 30 August 2020, 14:43:32
The options to bring someone back in the Pathfinder 1E core book are:

Cleric:
Breath of Life(5th must be cast the round after)
Raise Dead(5th level 1 day per caster level)
Resurrection(7th level 10 years per caster level and needs a part of the body that was part at time of Death)
True Resurrection(9th level 10 years per caster level but only need some reasonably specific info about the deceased).

Druid:
Reincarnate(4th level and 1 week max)

If Chim is a straight wizard her options are:
Limited Wish allows duplicating spells of 4th and lower from Druid and Cleric lists.
Wish allows a Wizard to replicate 6th or lower from Druid and Cleric and a Resurrection effect.

So Jinjiro might be possible but Kerensky is right out.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Calantyr on 31 August 2020, 16:45:22
So Jinjiro might be possible but Kerensky is right out.

Kerensky has been on ice since not long after his death. Now maybe cryogenic preservation won't help overly much on a Pathfinder world, but maybe it does if the magic is applied to Battletech (since there is nowhere for the souls to dissapear off to in Battletech).
Hell, you could probably resurrect Amaris as well and have Inner Sphere War Two: Atrocity Boogaloo, as long as you found out who stole his own cryopod.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 31 August 2020, 16:54:30
Alexander Kerensky still can't be brought back by Resurrection or True Resurrection because he died of old age and Reincarnate has a maximum time limit of no more than 1 week after death.

The condition/preservation state of the body does not matter to these spells.

Amaris would be out because he's been dead for more than 200 years.

Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Starfox5 on 31 August 2020, 16:56:10
Theoretically, a well-worded wish could grab them or a clone/copy from the past.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 31 August 2020, 17:17:56
That is a great way to a Kerensky that craves human brains.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 31 August 2020, 17:27:31
Funny thing is that, working from the Pathfinder cosmology, the time limit might not apply the same way.

The planar handbook says that the absolute limit on high level resurrection is actually because after that point the soul has reached the boneyard and is awaiting final judgement or has passed on to its final resting place. Up to that point it's fair game for recovery.

Of course lower level spells have a shorter time limit, so it's clearly harder to recover a soul the further along on its journey it is.

Long story short Chim isn't sure how long the time limit is on this side, whether souls bounce around forever or eventually fade. The only way for her to determine that will be by repeated experimentation.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 31 August 2020, 17:36:23
Either way I am now having bad ideas involving an Undead Kerensky berating the Clans while eating Ulric Kerensky's brain.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Calantyr on 31 August 2020, 17:41:47
Long story short Chim isn't sure how long the time limit is on this side, whether souls bounce around forever or eventually fade. The only way for her to determine that will be by repeated experimentation.

This is what I'm getting at. If the souls of Battletech had no final destination for them to journey to (and just hung around oblivious in hyperspace) then there really shouldn't be a time limit as long as some viable tissue remains. And there's plenty of Kerensky tissue.
Actually.... horrific thought. Would the genetic material held in the clan's legacy vaults count? Could you resurrect literally every clan warrior worthy of having their genetic material preserved? Even the potential of doing that would paint a HUGE target on our heroes, above and beyond what we would expect.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 31 August 2020, 17:57:33
I guess that depends on how Liam's Ghost wants to work it for time limit issues but Kerensky is still problematic for a different reason as he died of what would be considered old age.  Resurrection explicitly states it can not bring people back that have died of old age.

As far as bringing back Clan Warriors their Gifttake was not part of their body at the time of their death.  True Resurrection is too high level to be replicated by Wizard's Wish but would work given the proper details.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 31 August 2020, 18:59:44
I guess that depends on how Liam's Ghost wants to work it for time limit issues but Kerensky is still problematic for a different reason as he died of what would be considered old age.  Resurrection explicitly states it can not bring people back that have died of old age.

As far as bringing back Clan Warriors their Gifttake was not part of their body at the time of their death.  True Resurrection is too high level to be replicated by Wizard's Wish but would work given the proper details.

You can get around the lack of tissue with two wishes.  :P
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 31 August 2020, 19:15:20
Well Clan Warriors certainly are less problematic than Kerensky.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Calantyr on 31 August 2020, 19:50:53
Well Clan Warriors certainly are less problematic than Kerensky.

Good old Commanding General Attrition died from a heart attack, brought on from stress. Arguably that could be a loophole, though a weak one. Then again, the Raise Dead and Reincarnate spells can both be used on those who died from old age, so loopholes aren't really needed. The only restriction is a 10 day window before the soul gets too far along on its afterlife journey, but that may not be applicable on the Battletech plane.
Not that I'm pushing to bring dead people back, it's just fun theory-crafting. Like picturing the mental reboot that will go through the heads of IS citizens if they realise wizards can create demi-planes of existence. Or simply just control gravity. That alone would revolutionise space travel.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: thtadthtshldntb on 31 August 2020, 19:59:40
It seems like getting lost in who can and can't be resurrected might not be the intent of the fic.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 31 August 2020, 20:07:40
Good old Commanding General Attrition died from a heart attack, brought on from stress. Arguably that could be a loophole, though a weak one. Then again, the Raise Dead and Reincarnate spells can both be used on those who died from old age, so loopholes aren't really needed. The only restriction is a 10 day window before the soul gets too far along on its afterlife journey, but that may not be applicable on the Battletech plane.
Not that I'm pushing to bring dead people back, it's just fun theory-crafting. Like picturing the mental reboot that will go through the heads of IS citizens if they realise wizards can create demi-planes of existence. Or simply just control gravity. That alone would revolutionise space travel.

I listed the time constraints of the spells in Pathfinder core a few posts ago.

But yes there are options.  Pathfinder core even has limited options for going past 20th level and well Clerics are supposed to be the prime method for bringing people back from the dead.

It seems like getting lost in who can and can't be resurrected might not be the intent of the fic.

True but Nebula California is going to bring this out.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 31 August 2020, 21:30:51
Trisha looked too confused to offer a suggestion, so Chim decided on the closet in their quarters.

She wasn't surprised that L'heo was following her.

"What are you planning to do, Chim?" he said.

"Don't worry," she replied. "Just an experiment. We'll all be perfectly safe."

"You remember the Celestial Heresy?" L'heo asked. "All the Celestine was going to do was ask the Archangels a question, and he ended up waging war on Heaven for a century with an army of automatons."

"Yeah," Chim acknowledged, "but I hear he got a cute girlfriend out of it, so it wasn't all bad." She tried to make it a joke. The Celestine's war on the higher powers was a touchy subject among those who studied it, either a cautionary tale of unchecked Wizards tampering with creation or a tragic tale of a guy who maybe had a point. 

"And Lothos the Destroyer," L'heo said. "He was just trying to work out the quintessence paradox and ended up deciding everything everywhere needed to die."

"I'm not going to kill everything," Chim said. "That is like the opposite of where this might lead. Hells, if Lothos knew what we'd just figured out he probably wouldn't have tried either."

"Lothos was a psychopath," L'heo said. "He was so obsessed with being right he didn't care about anything that said differently."

"All the more reason not to bring him up," Chim said as they entered their cabin. Once in front of their small closet, she pulled the door open and started pulling things out. There wasn't much, just a few bags and an old emergency EVA suit. That went on the lower bunk. "This is entirely about understanding how the universe actually works, not throwing a worldwide tantrum because nobody listened to me."

"Everybody says that until the screaming starts," L'heo said. "My point is that we have personally had to prevent a lot of terrible catastrophes caused by powerful people who started out just wanting to try something."

"You know I'm not like that," Chim said. "You've known me since I was an infant."

"I know nobody starts out wanting to be the Celestine or Lothos," L'heo said. "I also know we were both terrified of what we saw each time we jumped, and you're about to step right back into it without any protection and try to reshape part of it in your image because you have a hunch. Can you see why I'm worried?"

Chim sighed. "Yeah, but it's more than a hunch. You didn't see it, reaching in there fishing out that guy's soul. Sure, it's undiluted chaos, but it's also... everything. And not just everything that is, but everything that was, and everything that might be. All there, floating around in this unreal void. All the building blocks of all of creation itself."

L'heo blinked in surprise. "Okay, I don't know how you could know that. Sure, that plane is probably adjacent to everywhere, but past and future?"

"Oh, that was from their books," Chim said. "You read anything about this Einstein guy? Time itself isn't a fixed construct. Apparently this is something they confirmed a thousand years ago with airships and really good clocks or something. I don't know, the book didn't go into much detail."

"Well that's a great thing to base a theory on," L'heo said, rolling his eyes.

"I'm not..." Chim said. "I'm not to theories yet. We're starting small. I'm just going to reach in there and see if I can bring together a simple demiplane. And if that works, I'm just going to watch it for a while, see if it holds up. I mean, just that success would be useful right? If we have a safe demiplane we can go to, we can gate anywhere else we need to be on this plane."

"I don't have a problem with that," L'heo said. "It's what comes after that worries me."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Cannonshop on 31 August 2020, 21:46:23
ooh, she's playing with the FUN toys now.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Euphonium on 31 August 2020, 21:53:04
"I don't have a problem with that," L'heo said. "It's what comes after that worries me."

Maxim 14 - Mad Science means never stopping to ask "what could possibly go wrong?"
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 31 August 2020, 22:52:17
This is going to go wrong in a variety of fun ways. :)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: nocarename on 01 September 2020, 00:21:26
This is going to go wrong in a variety of fun ways. :)
Why chose one when you can have them all?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Korzon77 on 01 September 2020, 00:39:49
"I spoke to my father, Today." Takashi Kurita was staring at the bottles of blessed, blessed forgetfulness behind the bar. "Evidently, he was floating until someone made a heaven for him. In a closet."

"Did he meet my father?"  The voice was familiar.

"Yes. They're attempting to convince the ruler that heaven really should be like Valhalla with mech battles in the day, parties at night."

"Said the same to me." Hanse Davion pushed a bottle of very high proof booze over. "Take the bottle."

"Thank you."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 01 September 2020, 00:45:54
LMAO
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 01 September 2020, 01:09:47
"BRAAAAIIIIINNNNSSSS!"

"Damn it Kenyon, you were supposed to be on Kerensky duty this shift!"
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: glitterboy2098 on 01 September 2020, 03:25:33
"I spoke to my father, Today." Takashi Kurita was staring at the bottles of blessed, blessed forgetfulness behind the bar. "Evidently, he was floating until someone made a heaven for him. In a closet."

"Did he meet my father?"  The voice was familiar.

"Yes. They're attempting to convince the ruler that heaven really should be like Valhalla with mech battles in the day, parties at night."

"Said the same to me." Hanse Davion pushed a bottle of very high proof booze over. "Take the bottle."

"Thank you."

soo.. Solaris VII?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: SD501st on 01 September 2020, 09:18:11
I have a hunch that Chim might like Katrina Steiner quite a bit. Remind me, the story is playing out in 3025, right? Suddenly I have this idea of a predestination paradox, that Chim might be the outside influence that made Hanse Davion actually answering the peace proposal with respect and proposals of common trade/science/etc. ...and all the butterflies that come along for the ride with that.

That demiplane? Anyone remember when Victor S-D got stabbed through the torso while being in the Combine, preparing for OP Bulldog? The novel describes from his perspective how he saw and talked to his father... and Takashi Kurita.
What Korzon77 wrote might not be too far off from the mark...

Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: idea weenie on 01 September 2020, 17:04:57
ooh, she's playing with the FUN toys now.

At the very least, a demiplane linked to her closet.  It will be bigger on the inside


The fun part is if jumping disconnects the demiplane from a physical anchor so it gets left wandering around on its own.  What will that demiplane get up to in the middle of raw chaos?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 01 September 2020, 20:00:55
Now, now. She's probably just going to make a Closet of Holding....

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 01 September 2020, 20:02:31
Chim may spot Katrina's cancer and do a heal. There would be serious gratitude.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Calantyr on 02 September 2020, 12:44:01
Now, now. She's probably just going to make a Closet of Holding....

- Herb

Oh gawd. 'Ammo Storage of Holding' for BattleMechs and DropShips. Fuel Storage of Holding to negate space travel efficiency worries completely.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 02 September 2020, 13:17:48
Ammo capabilities explained at last!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Atarlost on 02 September 2020, 15:07:53
Oh gawd. 'Ammo Storage of Holding' for BattleMechs and DropShips. Fuel Storage of Holding to negate space travel efficiency worries completely.

Don't bags of holding dump all their contents into the prime material if damaged? 

I think putting even more explosives in a hyper-compressed form into a mech might not actually be the greatest plan.  Gauss slugs will blow your mech apart if stored that way. 
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 02 September 2020, 15:26:32
I meant that this is already how ammo is stored in mechs. Try to envision the ammo for the AC20 inside a hunchback. Where is it? In a bag of holding for sure.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: thtadthtshldntb on 02 September 2020, 15:34:53
you know there are a whole slew of spells, depending on version of the game, that require extradimensional spaces to be previously existing in order for them to work.

Plus how do some conjuration and invocations spells work, do they reach all the way back to the home dimensions?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 02 September 2020, 16:36:23
It has been a long established trope that once a Wizard gets powerful enough creating new extra dimensional spaces is a trivial matter.

Pathfinder has at least two ways to do it in the core book that I can think of off the top of my head and a splat book has a spell that outright lets them create entire new planes of existence that work how they want them to.

This is largely how all the publishers have decided to support homebrew stuff and house rules though.

As for how magic works when crossing planes like this, well it is whatever works for the story/game.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 02 September 2020, 22:01:29
"So magic, huh?" Bensiger asked.

"Yeah," Brett agreed. "You seem to be taking it well."

"I was dead." Bensiger replied. "More I think about it, the more I just know that's true. I feel it. Like they didn't restart a heart that had stopped or got me breathing again. I was gone. It's like I can almost remember what being dead feels like."

"Huh," Brett said. "What's being dead feel like?"

"You know how it's late at night, you're feeling down, and you start second guessing everything you ever did?" Bensiger said. "I almost wonder if that's what it's like. I have these flashes, like memories I could have had if things had turned out differently. If I'd asked out Rhonda Reddy in secondary school or if I'd tried to be a doctor like mom wanted, or stayed working in the mines like my dad."

"Sounds like normal regrets to me." Brett said.

"Yeah, but I always ended up dying in the end!" Bensiger protested. "Killed in a traffic accident with my wife and newborn, stabbed by a junkie in the hospital, killed in a mine collapse, maybe while overdosing on dream dust... It's like, every path I could choose ends with me dying yesterday."

"Well that... seems depressingly fatalistic." Brett said.

"I know, right?" Bensiger looked around. "So we're prisoners?"

"I guess?" Brett replied.

The woman named Trisha, who had been keeping a respectable distance, chose this moment to speak up. "For now, you're... I guess... involuntary passengers?" She shrugged. "We've locked up your weapons and I'd appreciate it if you didn't do anything stupid, but beyond that you have full freedom to move about as you want." She also looked around the dirty cargo bay. "I admit it's not much, but you and your friends have your own cabin and you're welcome at our table."

"A table sounds really good," Bensiger said. "I think I came back empty."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Kujo on 02 September 2020, 22:31:00
For all the sound and thunder that the Bulls have for the Suns, of all the states of the Inner Sphere in my view the Taurian Concordat and the Federated Sun are actually the two 'closest' (with the Commonwealth in the same basic mold) of all the states.  Unfortunate that House Davion Helped out the Alliance and not the Concordat during the reunification war.  However with the Bulls love of canned sunshine, well one point sometimes over rides all the others...

Needless to say the Suns crew will be better hosts then the Concordat guests would of been....

Great story keep it UP!!!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: SCC on 02 September 2020, 23:10:11
I think the big difference between the Taurians and the rest of humanity in regards to nukes is that the Taurians see them as simply a bigger boom, which given that BT uses clean fusion nukes, makes them realists.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 03 September 2020, 22:50:53
What Chim was trying to do wasn't a simple matter. To reach out and manipulate the threads of that other plane meant that she kinda had to be there. Only kinda though. What that meant was while she was standing chanting inside a closet on a space ship, she was also halfway into that unreality beyond the bounds of... normal space? Honestly, you didn't think much of it back home because the Astral and Ethereal planes you'd be working with were so relatively forgiving to... well... life.

Here though, she could feel it pulling at her, gnawing at her... No, that wasn't the right term. Bending her, trying to fold and reshape her to fit its own rules. In a way, it gave her another little insight. It wasn't really another space or place, it was the same space, folded crosswise to material reality. Everything was there, just like she thought, everything, everywhere, everywhen. She felt like she could reach out and touch it, understand it all, if she reached a bit further...

But the further she reached, the further she felt herself warp, her perceptions twisting, consciousness warping to the point where it wasn't recognizable. Like a band stretching past the breaking point. If she were actually there, real and entire, it might consume her, bend, twist and remake her into something that she couldn't recognize, that couldn't recognize her. She'd be gone.

Fortunately, the spell was built with a safeguard. Because she wasn't fully in the other plane, the spell's collapse caused her to snap back to reality, finding herself lying on the floor with L'heo staring down at her, concerned. All told, better than being unravelled into functional nothingness.

"How long?" Chim asked.

"You were casting for three hours before you collapsed."  L'heo said. "You didn't lose consciousness though."

"Huh, neat," Chim said. "This spell gets boring when you can perceive time." She got back up to her feet and stretched a bit. She didn't feel any worse for wear. Maybe a bit hungry. "Okay, let's try this again."

"Chim, it just failed."

"That was my fault," Chim said. "New exotic environment, I got distracted, tried to grab too much without really knowing how. This time will be different."

She didn't wait for his objection and started casting again. The sensations were the same, the sense of wonder, the sense of totality... the feeling of potential power just beyond her reach... No, focus. Small, familiar, grasp what you can see, what you can understand.

In the waves and eddies and twists and turns of things and concepts and natural laws, very little made sense, or could make sense. But she realized this reality did have structures, things almost recognizable as things. Little balls of something like quintessence, maybe even souls, floated through the void, so many to be beyond number, so close as to overlap, but also so far apart that they might never touch. Black voids, or shells of nothingness, or perhaps barriers hiding what was within were popping in and out of existence. Other things moving through the the swirling mathematics, swimming effortlessly at right angles to common sense, with something like intent, maybe even hunger....

She was getting lost again, she needed to focus. Don't lose yourself in the concepts. Grab a chunk, make it yours.

So she reached out, she didn't waste time thinking on what she was grabbing, she just grabbed it, took it in hand, her will pouring into it, taking it, shaping it...

And she could see herself, herselves. stretching out into infinity like mirrors reflecting mirrors reflecting mirrors, each image almost, but not quite, the same as before. It was overwhelming to behold, but to look away would mean letting go... so she tried to concentrate, don't get lost in it, embrace it. Let it wash over you. As those images poured in around her, she felt the strain abate. Most of those infinite variations weren't really all that different, just slight twists of the same theme. She could handle them.

Still, as unreality began to collapse and fold itself into a recognizable shape around her, some stray parts of those variants lingered with her. She could see her sister's triumphant smile. She could remember savoring the taste of fresh blood in her mouth. She could feel the excitement of years of study and research coming to a head at the three tones of a jump alarm. 

As the magic drained out of her she dropped to her knees, finding herself by a babbling brook, among a forest of pear trees surrounded by a serene white mist. Just behind her to her left stood her sister, showing an emotion that Chim didn't think she'd ever seen before, pride in someone other than herself.

"The fruit trees seem pointless," her sister said. "But otherwise, good work, my servant."

On the other side of the brook stood a young woman. Her face, her eyes, her hair, her slender figure all seemed to match Chim herself, but she was clearly human, wearing clothes not to dissimilar from the locals Chim had already met, and clearly, deeply, both confused and terrified.

For the moment, Chim decided not to pay the human any mind and instead looked up at the tall lithe, irresponsibly sexual form of her big sister.

Then she raised a hand and shot a disintegration ray directly into her stupid face.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 03 September 2020, 23:42:19
Family squabbles certainly take on new meaning when high level magic gets involved.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 04 September 2020, 00:11:13
Kim MacDougan didn't know what to think about the pastoral glade around her, that seemed to have replaced the small control center for the Deimos III test ship. She new even less what to think about the tiny elf eared girl who was now flying, chasing the taller elf eared... dominatrix? through the trees, throwing fire balls at her.

"Stop this!" the woman was shouting while also ducking from tree to tree. "I command you!"

"You will NEVER command me!" The girl shouted then seemed to blink out for a moment. "How many gods damned times do I have to kill you before it finally sticks!"

The woman and everything around her exploded, hurling her charred and torn (but not... bleeding?) body to the ground not far from Kim. The ground itself then shot up around the woman, surrounding and engulfing her in a seamless cube of stone.

The girl landed softly, her rage apparently unabated. "That will have to do for now, big sister," she said venomously. "But you wouldn't believe the ways we have to make sure out here. First chance I get, I'm dropping you into a gods damned star."

The girl then took a breath before looking back to Kim. "Um... sorry about that," she said. "Anyway, my name is Chimkin McNuggNugg. Who are you?"

That snapped Kim back to reality right quick. The realization hit her that there was an answer, the only logical one. She looked up at the sky and started shouting.

"Okay, very funny Leo!" she yelled. "I learned my lesson, now let me out!"
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 04 September 2020, 01:30:47
It wasn't the response that Chim was expecting. "Umm..."

"Is that you, Celia?" the woman said accusingly. "I can't believe you'd let him pull this stunt."

"Uh.. no?"

"Right," the woman said then began pacing around the area. "Who else would know to use my own gaming handle?" She reached up and plucked a pear off the tree. "I admit the rig is great. Almost real. Color balance on the fruit is off." She dropped the pear. "There was no gap in my memory. Means he put it on me when I was asleep and simmed the whole day. Do you have any idea how much of an ethical violation that was?"

"Look," Chim said. "I have no idea..."

"I get it," the woman continued, "I do. He figured out I was going to sneak on the Deimos before the jump and decided to spook me. But this was so dumb, so wrong..."

"Will you SHUT UP!" Chim shouted. That actually got the woman to stop talking.

"Thank you!" Chim knew she probably wasn't handling things very well. But then, she'd just had a very stressful reunion with her big sister, she'd just found out that she'd probably pulled two people out of their worlds by accident, and it turned out that she was feeling very VERY hungry. She picked up the pear the other woman had dropped and bit into it, then immediately spit it out again. "Why does this pear taste like ass?"

"Nobody ever codes for taste," the woman said. "Why would it taste like anything?"

"It's a pear!" Chim shouted. "It's supposed to taste like a pear!" She threw it aside in disgust. "Forget it. Who are you?"

"Seriously?"

"Look, this is turning out to be a very bad experimental result," Chim said. "You could help a lot if you told me who you were."

The woman rolled her eyes. "Fine, I'll play along. I'm Kim MacDougan. Nice to meet you, Chicken McNuggets."

Would it be so wrong to smack her? "And where are you from. What were you doing?"

"Pretty sure I was in my bed sleeping before an ****** of a family friend started sticking electrodes to my head..."

"THIS IS NOT HELPING!"

"Okay, fine!" Kim said. "If it gets the gag over with quicker. Monticello, Cascadia, North America, Terra, Terran Supremacy! Happy now?"

Chim felt her hand come up to her face. "I have no idea what any of that means," she said. Well, she'd read about Terra in the ship's books, but in this context it didn't help. "Okay, what were you doing before you came here?"

"Like I said, I was probably sleep..."

"What did you THINK you were doing, for Gods' sakes?" Behind her, Chim heard a faint tapping on the stone block that contained her sister, so she stopped to add another layer of stone around it.

"Fine!" Kim said. "Confession time! I thought I'd successfully broken onto the Deimos III. I had a friend sneak back doors into the coding so the AI would recognize me as authorized. Which you obviously knew about since it was coded into this little simulation." She looked at the sky again. "Which if you could have just closed that loophole would make this whole gag pointless Leo!"

"Somebody talking about me?" a voice from behind asked. Chim turned around to see L'heo standing there, next to the entry portal that in all the confusion Chim had forgotten she'd added.

"You were taking a lot of time", L'heo said. "I figured I should poke my head in." He looked around at the charred terrain, the conspicuous stone block, and the two women arguing. "I'm guessing it didn't go smoothly."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 04 September 2020, 01:30:50
Oh shit, she's an alternate Chim, from the 2100s and early in the KF drive test program.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 04 September 2020, 06:49:51
Well I love this story. I am giving him more and more confused what's going on!  :D
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: VhenRa on 04 September 2020, 10:32:22
Terran Supremacy?

Ok, now that is interesting...
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 04 September 2020, 13:48:26
Terran Supremacy?

Ok, now that is interesting...

Yeah, I missed the second half.  Experimental Terran Supremacy JumpShip?

What did Chim do?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Starfox5 on 04 September 2020, 14:51:27
Recovered a soul lost in hyperspace.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: worktroll on 04 September 2020, 14:53:40
And she could see herself, herselves. stretching out into infinity like mirrors reflecting mirrors reflecting mirrors, each image almost, but not quite, the same as before. It was overwhelming to behold, but to look away would mean letting go... so she tried to concentrate, don't get lost in it, embrace it. Let it wash over you. As those images poured in around her, she felt the strain abate. Most of those infinite variations weren't really all that different, just slight twists of the same theme. She could handle them.

Welcome to the multiverse ... but if a flying car called "Gay Abandon" turns up, then - ZING! - expect the worst.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 04 September 2020, 14:54:33
He did look like Leo, quite a lot like him, almost his twin you might say, but only almost. Leo was older, he had more gray in his hair, plus that soul patch he was so proud of was absent.

For that matter, it occurred to Kim that the girl looked quite a bit like her. Obviously she was a lot shorter, clearly younger, and Kim certainly didn't have those ears, and those archaic looking clothes like something out of a fantasy...

Ugg. It finally hit her. "You're a gnome," she said. "You're a gnome wizard."

The girl looked back, surprised, as though that was the last thing she'd expected to hear. "Well, yeah?"

"SERIOUSLY?" Kim shouted. It was like something out of a fantasy game, exactly like something out of a fantasy game, out of one of her games. What she was thinking now was even more ridiculous than her original theory. Just to be sure, she crouched down and began scribbling her name and phone number in the dirt.

The girl crouched down beside her to watch. "What are you doing?"

"I can't write numbers or letters properly when I'm dreaming," Kim said. "It's always garbled." She looked down at what she wrote. Kim MacDougan, 455-555-7785. "Good, not a dream." She straightened back up.

"The more I think about it, Leo wouldn't go this far," she said. "Celia certainly wouldn't help him. I mean, I'm not even hungry." She shrugged. "Means someone has been giving me nutrition, not just simulating me having breakfast and lunch."

"You have been giving you nutrition," the girl said. "This isn't a simulation."

"Says the person who just happens to have the ridiculous name I chose as my online handle who just happens to be the race and class I play in WrathGuard." She gestured angrily at not-Leo. "You couldn't even get Leo's features right! Who are you people?"

"Chim," Not-Leo said to the girl, "What's going on here?"

"I don't know!" Chim said. "Something strange happened when I finished the spell. Somehow I pulled her and my sister into this plane when I created it."

"Your sister?" Not-Leo repeated, alarmed. "Where is she?"

"I roasted her and encased her in a block of stone," the girl said. "She's secure for now, but... It was... strange."

"No doubt," Not-Leo said. "We pretty thoroughly killed her last time."

"Not just that," the girl said. "It was like she thought she had control of me. She called me her servant and was surprised when I shot her in the face."

"Some sort of plot of hers that backfired?" Not-Leo asked.

"I don't think so," the girl said. "I have... flashes. Bits of memories, of someone who's me but not me. Someone who was... like her."

Well that was just too damn convenient for Kim's ears. "Nice try, but it doesn't work like that. It can't work like that. Anybody actually familiar with the Deimos project would know that."

The girl and not-Leo looked at her. "What in the hells is Deimos!" the girl shouted, emotional.

Wait... crap, was that what this was about? Were they looking for information on Deimos? "I'm not telling you anything," Kim said defiantly.

"Deimos..." Not-Leo said thoughtfully. "I remember reading about that in the ship's library. Something about the first jumpships..."

Kim had already decided to tell them nothing, but something about that got to her. "No, that was Phobos."

Not-Leo looked back at her. "Pretty sure the book said Deimos."

"I'm pretty sure your book is crap then," Kim protested. "Anybody who knows anything knows the first jumpship was built as part of the Phobos projec..." She trailed off as another tidbit floated into her head.

Because of her role in the Supremacy's Deimos project, she'd been given access to the event that had inspired it, fifty decades prior. That included records of interviews, data dumps from the anomalous ship's computer, and its library of books.

And you didn't get to be one of the leading experts in KF-physics involved in experiments to breach other realities without having a very good memory. Deimos was the first jumpship program, at least in another timeline...

"No," she said defiantly. "No no no no... It doesn't work like that. It can't work like that. The crossover wouldn't just move me. It'd move the whole ship. I'd be on the Deimos III, not in the middle of a forest of peach trees..."

"Slow down," the girl said. "What are you talking about?"

"No, you don't understand," Kim said, somehow overwhelmed with desperation and fear. "There would be no way to do it! Even with perfect causal resonance, it's not possible for a person to cross on their own." She stooped for a moment, taking a breath. "It isn't possible," she said again, more sure of herself. "Heh, you almost got me there. Almost made me want to believe." She could see it now, they'd played to her hopes to try to get her excited about the possibility. "Sorry, I'm not telling you anything."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 04 September 2020, 15:42:46
Oh crap.  Demios. They made a gate. And I suspect it opened to a hell dimension.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Euphonium on 04 September 2020, 17:27:12
Oh crap.  Demios. They made a gate. And I suspect it opened to a hell dimension.

Does this mean they're DooM'd?  >:D
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 04 September 2020, 21:19:06
Chim had given up on trying to get a straight answer out of this Kim person. "Okay, fine," she said. "We'll figure out what to do with you later. Immediate problem, we've got my sister in a five ton block of granite. What do we do with her?"

"I'd assume dropping her into a star would be at the top of the list." L'heo said.

"Obviously," Chim replied. "But getting her there is the problem. If I open a gate in here, it'll either suck everything in here into space, or suck the star's energy in here. Also, I don't have a gate prepared today, and I don't know how long this plane will hold up." She stopped for a moment and pulled a vial of rare, unbelievably expensive oils from her pouch, then began casting. The spell took a bit more than ten seconds to cast, shoring up the structure and dimensional foundations of the demi-plane. "Even with that. When it fails, poof, she gets shunted to the ship with the rest of us and she's free to rampage through the material world."

"Couldn't put her in something lighter, then?" L'heo asked.

"It's what I had on hand," Chim protested. "I didn't go into this expecting to have to fight my sister!"

"I know," L'heo said. "I'm sorry. I was trying for levity."

Chim shook her head. "I... think if the plane holds up until tomorrow, I can put on one of those space suits, seal the exit so it's airtight, then gate her into space. If I get sucked out myself I can just teleport back."

The Kim person giggled. Causing Chim to glance at her, annoyed. "What!" she demanded.

"I'm sorry," Kim replied, clearly amused. "I'm sure the guy who wrote your script put a lot of work into it, and you're really selling the scatterbrained wizard routine, but it's so obvious where this plotline is going. She's already escaped. Probably had some teleportation thing on her. Am I right?"

Chim felt a surge of alarm, looking back to L'heo, and then to the granite block. For a moment, just a brief moment, she almost opened it, just to make sure.

"You open it and she will escape," L'heo warned her. "Who knows how many people she'd kill before we could lock her down again."

He was right of course. And it was enough for Chim to calm down, just a little bit. Items able to cross planar boundaries were unbelievably rare and expensive. What were the chances, really?

----

It was an amulet, recovered when her undead legions had sacked the Sapphire Islands, that allowed her to make her escape. A relic used for travelling and exploring the planes without the need for an Archwizard's services. This Chim was either too distracted to have remembered to look for it, or had simply been unaware that she'd had it.

This Chim... This was all wrong. Chim had been her faithful servant, bound by the same chains of undeath for years now. She wasn't free when she'd cast the spell to create that demiplane, she hadn't carried the scent of life, and she certainly hadn't been that powerful! Powerful enough to have defeated her sister so easily, that almost stung worse than the loss of her slavish adoration, or the setback it has caused the grand plan.

She dusted herself off as she got to her feet and looked around her. Dark woods, gravel path, the understated natural beauty of the flowers lit by candles contained within paper lanterns placed along the path. The style of the stone benches and the other structures she could see all fit with the descriptions the humans had given as they'd babbled fearfully about their homeworld in the catfolk tongue, before she and Chim had drank their fill and set their bodies aside to rise as new servants.

All that was gone now, no doubt somehow lost in whatever had replaced her Chim with this living impostor. Maybe even her kingdoms back home were beyond her reach. But she still had herself. And the descriptions she'd been given were enough to bring her here.

"Luthien," Arch Vampire s'Pisce McNuggNugg, once and future Dark Lord of Toreel, said. "I believe that's what they called it. Let's see what pleasures and secrets you have to offer me."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 04 September 2020, 21:34:00
How many different universes are we looking at now?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 04 September 2020, 21:38:31
At some level all of them I think.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: SD501st on 04 September 2020, 23:20:34
At this point I'm just waiting for the random friendly Shoggoth to pass by. Wait! Scratch that, the Cthulhutech universe/multiverse/ohdeargod is NOT a good idea to mix with the BT universe. And the D&D Universe. And... others.

I remember reading a fanfic where an elite group of scientists, technicians, agents etc. went through a sorcery dimensional portal and ended up on Sid Meiers Alpha Centauri. That was a good mix. Turns out their D-Engines attract mindworms like moths to a flame. Too bad it never continued, that one was great.

Anyway... if the next 2 entities that appear are Sigmar and Archaeon wrestling over a certain infamous warhammer, I'd pull the plug on this plane. Too bad Chim has no idea which kind of grim darkness exists in a writers mind.  xp
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 05 September 2020, 15:13:54
There never going get to New Avalon at this rate.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: thtadthtshldntb on 05 September 2020, 15:50:16
yeah i think that you are getting side tracked in all this extradimensional stuff.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 05 September 2020, 15:56:55
He is building the enemies and allies of the story.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: thtadthtshldntb on 05 September 2020, 16:15:13
he already has another significant character who can do that to a very large degree and he's doing all this in way too compressed a time frame.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: worktroll on 05 September 2020, 17:15:41
Getting there is more than half the fun! Take all the time you want. If we can wait on GRR ... ;)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 05 September 2020, 18:35:18
There never going get to New Avalon at this rate.

No joke, I actually considered doing that at one point, just "bloom into youing*" my audience by having the party never actually get to New Avalon before the story ended.

But I decided against doing that. Rest assured, they'll be on New Avalon very soon, unless I change my mind.

*my personal term for a story that just ends before the payoff.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Starfox5 on 05 September 2020, 19:34:01
Hm. I'm a little concerned here. All those magical characters... I am worried that the story will focus on the struggle between Fantasy characters, with the BT characters just background noise/minions. I liked the interaction between Chim's group and BT. A struggle between a demon, a vampire and an archwizard isn't as appealing. It feels a little like "Oh, let's give every faction of BT one OP mage", and "Succession Wars: Magic the Gathering" sounds much less interesting than "A Toreel wizard in Prince Davion's Court".
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 05 September 2020, 20:01:20
If Liam's Ghost makes it that simple/easy for each nation to get their own caster without ramifications, well then we can complain and that would be off form for him.

After all there should be plenty of people who want to keep Chim and her friends in a lab to be studied.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: worktroll on 05 September 2020, 21:45:54
'Mech tasers may be a start in getting them there. Pity about the era ...
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 05 September 2020, 22:16:07
This sim they had her trapped in was good. Way too good. So high quality, so high resolution that it was starting to nag as Kim as they passed through the "gate" in the center of the glade and she found herself walking out of the closet in a dingy spacecraft's cabin. Every detail seemed to fit, down to the rust in the corners and the faint smell of old socks you got if you didn't keep up maintenance on the life support system.

Then there was the cat, sitting in the bunk and looking up at her with an expression that Kim could feel was confusion. But... how did that work? How could that work? Tactile sensations were one thing, but feelings...

"Where did you get the other you?" the cat said in surprise.

The girl looked at him in shock. Not-Leo's face seemed like resigned acceptance.

"What are you talking about?" the girl demanded of the cat.

"She's you," the cat said. "You're her. I can feel it, the same link. It's so strong I can't even tell whose emotions I'm feeling."

The girl looked at Kim. "That can't be right."

"Oh, maybe that's why?" the cat said. "You're feeling the same emotions. Fear and disbelief I think?"

"But she's nothing like me!" the girl protested.

"Of course that's what you'd want me to believe," Kim said. "Some magic spell pulled me off the Deimos during the test and landed me here with my alternate universe counterpart." Except that was so dumb! That was such a dumb cover story to use!

"What is an alternate universe?" The girl demanded in frustration.

Almost any other story would have worked better! Hell, she wasn't some super spy, just knabbing her and interrogating her would have been enough. "Why did you even go to all this trouble?" Kim demanded. "I'm not a hero! Just put me in a room with no wireless and tell me I couldn't have coffee for a day! I would have told you everything without all this stupid theater!"

"I feel like I'm missing a lot of human drama here," the cat said.

"Why would you have even needed me!" Kim shouted, more desperate. "The Deimos sim was perfect! Every bit, every part of the hardware and software I interacted with was flawless, down to every protocol, every interface, every equation I'd programmed into the system, like I was...."

Something snapped in her head. It didn't make sense. It couldn't make sense. The shear amount of information they would need to have to simulate an entire day in a secret secure facility in the middle of nowhere periphery, complete with the deck plan, equipment layout, and the very system architecture that she and three other people had written, all so perfectly that nothing was out of place. If this nebulous "they" already had all that information... "Like I was actually there."

She dropped to her knees. "Because I really was there," she said, feeling overwhelmingly defeated. "This isn't a simulation. You're not trying to get information out of me. This is real. Somehow during the test jump I got pulled here. I've been isekai'ed."

The girl look sadly confused. "I don't know what that is, either," she said.

"Doesn't matter," Kim said. "How did it end up like this? How did a wizard from an alternate timeline become the most logical answer?"
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 05 September 2020, 22:37:02
That's a twist, isekai where the character is from scifi setting pulled into another scifi setting but is fantasy based character.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 07 September 2020, 20:06:10
Kim's emotional break seemed to feed into Chim's own, and all the anger, frustration, and desperation just bled away, leaving her with just this feeling of exhausted depression.

They made their way to the ship's mess in silence. True to form, the mess wasn't all that impressive. It had a table with seating for five, a refrigeration box for chilling drinks, and some small radio powered oven for heating food up. The food they had available was pre-packaged preserved meals and drinks you could eat without any preparation. Weak on flavor, bland in texture, and a definite step below what was available from the Jumpship's galley, but they filled you up.

They had the mess hall to themselves. It occurred to Chim that anybody not on duty at this hour was probably asleep. They sat around the table in silence for a while, munching on fairly nondescript packages of sweetened compressed cereal grain cubes mixed with milk, before Chim finally got the nerve to say something.

"What was this Deimos thing trying to do?" she asked.

Kim looked over at her. "You first."

"Still don't trust me?" Chim asked. She couldn't really blame her.

"I've..." Kim hesitated. "I acknowledge it is more likely that this is real than fake, as insane as that sounds."

"As insane as magic being real," Chim said. "I've been getting a lot of that lately."

Kim seemed to think about that for a bit. "Not a lot of wizards in your timeline?"

"The people of our world are apparently unique," L'heo said. "The people on this ship, and I suppose the rest of humanity, didn't even know magic was a possibility until they stumbled across us."

"That's strangely reassuring," Kim replied and briefly focused on L'heo. "So I'm guessing your name is something like Leo."

"L'heo," he confirmed. "L'heo M'garty."

"Right," Kim said. "The cat is named something like Polly."

Polly hopped up on the table. "Yep. At your service."

"Huh, unaltered male," Kim looked over to Chim. "You have a Celia?"   

Chim looked over to L'heo.

"She's posted herself outside our guests' quarters, just in case," he said.

"Police officer?" Kim asked.

"Paladin of the Unconquered Sun," L'heo replied.

"Right," Kim said, then chuckled a little bit. "Causal resonance at work, right?"

Chim chuckled in defeated resignation. "I wouldn't know."

"I guess multiverse theory isn't a thing where you're from," Kim said. She seemed to think for a moment. "Okay, broad strokes. Think about the last big choice you made."

"I'm literally trying not to," Chim said. "But okay."

"The decision you made there was only one of a not quite infinite variety of choices you could have made. Multiverse theory states that every one of those choices actually happens, split off in an alternate timeline from the one you experience. So maybe in one timeline, you decide not to cast the spell, maybe in another you cast it a little bit later, or a little bit earlier, or you cast a different spell. They all play out in other timelines. And the event leading up to it is part of its own timeline, among a not quite infinite number of other timelines where things played out differently."

"So each decision we make leads to an alternate plane of existence."

"Sort of," Kim said. "Any event that does not have a deterministic outcome would spawn alternate timelines where every possible outcome happens. Thinking of them as separate discrete things, like alternate universes, is convenient for the basic explanation. But it's not completely accurate. Causal resonance, and the ability to cross between timelines is actually mathematically dependent on the more holistic and hard to grasp explanation."

"Which is?"

"That all of them are the same universe, happening simultaneously," Kim said. "At the highest level, the universe is an incredibly complex probability wave function... like a huge mess of what might be. A timeline like ours is just part of that wave function, and our perception of space and time and is and isn't is just the boundary state of that particular causal chain. Does this make any sense?"

"I think so," Chim said. "I'm not sure how that's really different from realities being completely separate."

Kim smiled. "Neither were our ancestors," she said. "Until the first ever recorded crossover event happened. About fifty years ago, a jumpship popped up in the Terran Supremacy. Except they said they were from something called the Republic of the Sphere, and their history was drastically different from ours. My people spent the next fifty years trying to figure out how, and if we could do it intentionally."

"If you could?" L'heo asked. "Not if you should?"

"Oh, there was a lot of that, too," Kim confirmed. "Deimos I was sabotaged before it could be launched, and we're almost certain the same thing happened to Deimos II on its test jump. It's not just scientific opposition, there's religious as well. Multiverse theory plays a role in a lot of religions. Some of them think that trying to cross into another timeline is an affront to God's plan for us." She shook her head in naked contempt. "Thousands of years removed from people trying to explain the world with higher powers and we can't shake superstition."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 07 September 2020, 20:19:41
Oh. Oh shit. Wait till she realizes she's in that universe they were aiming for, but in its past.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 07 September 2020, 21:32:26
Ooof. Time travel to boot? That's the one line I didn't like crossing, which is why I kept all my fun projects "current or later".

Well, give or take XTR 1945, but that was really a historical product, not a time-travel thing.

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: nocarename on 08 September 2020, 00:37:42
FTL travel, relativity or causality. Choose two.

Battletech has nukes and FTL. Any causality is a mere local condition that is occasionally useful but not universally true. Like Ohm's Law.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 08 September 2020, 00:53:44
Ooof. Time travel to boot? That's the one line I didn't like crossing, which is why I kept all my fun projects "current or later".

Well, give or take XTR 1945, but that was really a historical product, not a time-travel thing.

- Herb

I don't normally care for the time travel trope myself, though in this case I can justify it by arguing that she's not mucking up her own timeline.  :)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 08 September 2020, 01:27:14
The hilarious part is Codex of Infinite Planes (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic-items/artifacts/major-artifacts/codex-of-the-infinite-planes/#:~:text=The%20Codex%20of%20the%20Infinite,two%20people%20to%20lift%20it.&text=The%20powers%20of%20the%20Codex,plane%20shift%2C%20and%20soul%20bind.) is pretty good evidence that we do have some quantum realm shennanigans going on in Pathfinder already.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 08 September 2020, 01:27:46
"We're wandering a bit off topic," L'heo (Kim still wanted to think of him as Not-Leo) said.

"Right," she said. "So crossing timelines. Obviously it's not possible to do so normally. You can't just turn a corner and find yourself in another timeline. The boundary state of your timeline, the things that define you, are also inherent to it and you. You have to leave your own timeline first. Uncouple that segment of the wave form from the greater whole, then slot it in somewhere else." She shrugged. "Actually doing that is a lot more complicated than I just made it sound."

"I wouldn't even know where to start," Chim said, "so it sounds pretty complicated. Somehow you use a jumpship?"

"Yeah," Kim replied. "But we had to start from that point and work our way backwards. Before that ship popped through back in '95, the very idea was insane. They didn't have even a theoretical basis of how it could have happened." She felt a brief surge of pride. "Not to gloat or anything, but I'm a big part of the reason why we did figure it out."

"That ego sounds familiar," L'heo said, causing Chim to stick her tongue out at him. "Though you said '95. I thought you said it was fifty years ago."

"Well, fifty one to be precise," Kim said.

"2995 wasn't fifty one years ago," Chim said.

"29... no, 3095 obviously," Kim replied. "Why would you think..." realization hit her. "What year is it?"

-----

"The start of September, 3025," Chim said.

"WHAT!" Kim exclaimed. "That... that's not possible!"

"I admit I'm new to the calendar they use," Chim replied, confused at the woman's alarm, "but I'm pretty sure I got it right."

"No," Kim protested. "It shouldn't even be possible. The shear number of variables involved..." She sighed and seemed to relax. "I suppose next you're going to tell me we're not in the Kepler system."

"I don't know where that is," Chim confirmed. "The crew called it the Euschelus system. Part of a nation called the Taurian Concordat."

"Taurians," Kim seemed to consider the implications of that. "On the entire other side of the Inner Sphere. Over a hundred and twenty years and a thousand light years away from where I should be." She dropped forward, her head in her hands. "That's it, I'm screwed."

"I'm sorry," Chim said. "I don't understand." But she had this overwhelming feeling that it was her fault.

"The reason passing between timelines is even remotely possible is a thing we call causal resonance," Kim said, before lifting her head again. "It's the reason you're me, except different, and your friends are my friends, except different. It's the reason you have a cat that's a male that talks and mine's a female that mostly just judges me. The closer the waveform from one timeline matches another, the easier it is to fit into the new timeline. There are probably radical differences, but that familiarity is always there. And the math says the more similar the crossing point is in space and time, the fewer variables we have to account for, the greater the chance of success."

She sighed before continuing. "We picked an empty star system  beyond anybody's reach and interest because it reduced the number of variables we'd have to account for. The spatial distance of the jump was plotted to be just far enough to avoid materializing in our own jump field on the other side for the same reason. And I don't even think it's possible to plot for actual time travel. If it went right, the ship would jump out, and appear again a few kilometres away in the other timeline, before recharging and coming back. That was the only way we could get the math simple enough to even attempt it. Ending up here, it shouldn't be possible."

Chim closed her eyes, feeling tears form. "Then it was my fault," she said.

Kim looked at her, her look vaguely sympathetic, but she didn't deny it. "What did you do?"

"The details are long and complicated," Chim said. "But I think the simplest way to put it is I created a small pocket reality. What we call a demiplane."

"Pocket reality," Kim said. "Out of what?"

Chim shrugged. "Out of hyperspace, I guess you'd say."

"Hyperspace," Kim said. "You know that's not a discrete, separate place, righ? It's a different dimensional configuration of normal reality. You're basically saying you reached into reality from the side and bent it into a peach forest connected to your closet."

"Yeah," Chim said. "I'm starting to realize that."

"Do you do this a lot?"

"No," Chim inisted. "The structure of reality is different where we are. I had no idea what I was getting into."

"Different how?" Kim asked.

Chim shrugged. "Organized, ordered," she said. "Designed even. I'm pretty sure someone in our distant past already reworked hyperspace around our world to suit their desires."

"Huh," Kim said. "So you magicked up this pocket peach orchard, and me and your sister popped out."

"Yeah," Chim said, struggling against the shame of it. Not only had she probably ruined this woman's life, but she'd brought an undead terror back. "I'm starting to understand how, too. As the spell was finishing, I could feel... I guess other versions of me. Some of them I think were you. Others... I think they were versions of me that were..." the thought made her skin crawl... "serving my sister."

"My sister's a narcissistic brat that won't stop competing with me," Kim said. "What about yours?"

"That, and also a vampire." Chim confirmed.

"Oh good, you have vampires." Kim said. "Fun. So because hyperspace is connected to everything, everywhere, and everywhen, your creating this demiplane resonated with other versions of you in other timelines that happened to be interacting with hyperspace as well. Why your sister, though, and not another you?"

For once, Chim felt like she had a definite answer. "The spell I was using, and I assume the one the..." she didn't want to think about the possibility that her sister had managed to turn her in another timeline, "...the other me was using. It has the capacity of transporting others along with you once it's completed. If we were... resonating or whatever, it's likely my sister meant to travel to her demiplane and ended up in mine."

She sighed. "And you ended up there because as far as the spell was concerned, you were me, and you don't have the magical skill to prevent it. I am so sorry."

The same look of sympathy. "You probably shouldn't use that spell again," Kim said.

"I'll find a way to fix this," Chim tried to assure her. For a moment though, the sympathy seemed to be replaced by doubt.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 08 September 2020, 02:55:09
I don't normally care for the time travel trope myself, though in this case I can justify it by arguing that she's not mucking up her own timeline.  :)

Mayhaps, but there was also a reason I tended to build in "one-way trips" for my zanier gag projects (ALL the Halloween adventures were designed specifically to be either a TPK or a total "we left our universe; there's no going back" outcome). Deliberately bouncing between universes (or letting anything out of the CalNeb) was really not supposed to be allowed, but who am I to argue with a creative enough GM or writer? So to not come off as someone trying to backseat drive your own tales, I'll smile and nod here. :)

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 08 September 2020, 14:33:27
~nine hours of fitful sleep later~

The spacesuit was ill fitting, as usual. Made for an adult human rather than an adult gnome. wadding and tucking the fabric up made it possible to move, but it was still painfully awkward. Which could make casting problematic. But still, she didn't have much in the way of choices.

The demiplane seemed intact enough. No signs of decay or collapse. Overnight she'd fused the closet shut, creating an airtight seal around a cavity large enough that if the plane collapsed and her sister was forced out, she'd still be trapped. Rather than breaking that seal, she'd used teleporation to enter the closet, then just walked through the entry gate. She wasn't going to take any risks that her sister might escape.

"Hey, sis," she said to the block of stone. "Been a while. I'd ask how you've been, but how you've been is probably revolting, and if you could hear me and respond you'd probably ruin it by saying something horrible."

She sat on the stone. "I never got to tell you I was sorry," she said. "I mean, I know you chose this nightmare for yourself. I know you wanted it. I know Dad tried to stop you, and you responded by eating him. I know I wouldn't have gotten through to you any better. Still... I'm sorry I had to kill you that time. I'm sorry that we couldn't be enough for you to not want this."

"I've been screwing up a lot lately," she added. "We have our vices. Yours was basically everything you do. Mine... I was so curious, so sure I could handle whatever happened. It hasn't been going well. The locals seem terrified of what we represent and... well... I'm starting to see their point. I accidentally ruined a woman's life yesterday. Not to mention I accidentally brought you back. Or I guess from your perspective I brought you here. This version of you was never destroyed. In fact I think this version of you actually won. You got what you wanted, didn't you?"

"I won't tell you sorry for screwing that up for you. What you want is always awful. I'm just glad I could stop you here, before you got loose on these people. Might be the only good thing that comes from this trip. Knowing there's at least one more timeline that doesn't have to be afraid of you."

"Don't think I'm gloating, sis," Chim said. "I never enjoyed thwarting you, or even fighting you, or finally destroying you. I did it because it had to be done. I still remember the big sister I looked up to as a child, but I also remember the monster she chose to become. I wish there was a way I could fix that. But I know clinging to that hope just gives you more of a chance to hurt more people."

"Still, I'm strangely grateful to you, right now, this moment. Seeing you again, knowing my carelessness caused it. It opened my eyes to the damage I might cause out here. Damage I might not be able to fix. It's time for me to go back home. I don't know if Captain Doug will be angry or relieved, but it's the right thing to do."

"So thank you, sis," she said. "Thanks and goodbye."

She cast her spell, and the ground beneath them opened up into a shimmering portal. Both her and the stone block fell through to find themselves hurtling through deep space.

Chim waited patiently for the buffeting to stop. The initial drop from gravity wouldn't impart much velocity, they simply hadn't fallen far enough for that. What would speed them along was the huge mass of air rushing out at a much higher velocity behind them, which quickly overtook both Chim and the block, pushing them along.

That air would flow out for as long as the gate was open. Demi-planes were funny like that. But the further they got away from the gate, the more difuse the air, the less of a push it would provide. Which was fine. When it came right down to it, what Chim needed was distance, not velocity.

It didn't take long until Chim had judged they were much much more than far enough away. She'd already let the gate close. The dropship would be thousands of miles away. There'd be nowhere for her sister to go.

And in open space, it's always daytime.

Chim briefly considered some last words, but decided against it and instead cast her disintegration ray. The first was a fizzle. The gestures were difficult to get right in this bulky suit. The second one cast just fine, vaporizing the stone block that encased her sister.

Or should have encased her sister. Chim quickly realized to her horror that the block was empty. Her sister was gone.

Panic was soon replaced by resolve, however. Her teleportation spell was flawlessly executed, dropping her back into their cabin aboard the dropship.

"She's gone," she said as she pulled off her helmet. "She got out somehow."

There were looks of horror on her companions faces as they realized the situation. "Where?" Celia demanded.

"I don't know," Chim said. "But we've got to find her."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 11 September 2020, 22:40:52
They had something specially made for this, of course, aside from their own spells. Chim had realized a long time ago that her sister would be a persistent problem, thus each of them carried an enchanted stone for detecting the undead. Sweeping the ship deck by deck, room by room, and crate by crate took time. The metal walls and bulkheads blocked the stone's detection ability, and vampires could hide almost anywhere in gaseous form, which meant sealing off each section of the ship from the others and sweeping every vent, every passage, every nook and cranny air could get, and some that air couldn't get, just in case. Which also meant explaining to the captain and crew why they needed to help do this.

(precious time was lost explaining to Trisha just what a Vampire was capable of before she was convinced.)

The search came up with nothing. As did the three follow up searches. Two days passed with the ship coasting, while Trisha explained to Doug back on the Jumpship just what had gone wrong.

After confirming that a vampire could not hide inside hydrogen tankage or within an active fusion reactor, Chim was prepared to conclude that her sister was not on the ship.

"Where could she have gone?" Trisha asked. They were gathered around the mess hall table to discuss next moves.

"If she didn't escape through the closet," Chim said, "then she has to have had something that would let her shift from one plane to another, just like Kim thought."

Trisha looked over to Kim with a degree of uncertainty. She hadn't taken the explanation of why she suddenly had another passenger very well, and Chim realized there was some lingering distrust towards this new arrival.

"I just thought it seemed thematically appropriate," Kim said in protest. "Remember, I was still sure you had me in some sort of poorly written simulation."

"No," Chim said, "I should have considered it more seriously. She always seemed to have a way out of trouble."

"So..." Trisha said. "Still waiting."

"Almost anywhere," Chim said sadly. "Anywhere she is at least somewhat familiar with. Any place, or world, she knows about is a potential destination. The only place we know she can't go is back to Toreel. Whatever trapped you there also prevents cross planar travel between their side and yours."

"Wait," Trisha said, trying to wrap her head around that. "I though you said you couldn't teleport between planets."

"We can't," Chim said. "Planar travel works a little differently than that. If you have another plane you can travel to, you can use it as a shortcut. When we set out I wasn't sure I'd be able to create a demiplane on this side. But now that I have, We could go to New Avalon right now."

She thought about it some more. "And I think that's what we're going to have to do." She looked over to me. "This sister is from an alternate timeline, with an alternate me that was trying to make her own demiplane. Does this mean they were on an alternate version of this ship, maybe with an alternate version of this crew?"

Kim shrugged. "It's possible," she said. "But I can't guarantee it. Your magic screws up the math, and even the math would say it's not remotely certain it was the same ship, crew, or that they had the same destination in mind."

"Still," Chim said. "It's a lead. It's about the only lead we have. And this universe is huge, making a powerful friend might be the only way we might be able to find her before she causes too much damage. So that's what we're doing."

She looked down to Polly, who sat expectantly on her feet. "I'm gating you to Euschelus," she said.

"Keep my eyes on them?" the cat replied.

"Yeah," Chim confirmed. "Just in case. If she turns up, let us know with your sending stone, and we'll get there as fast as we can. I'll keep in touch, and bring you back when we're sure she's not there."

"Sounds good," Polly said. "Even they don't deserve being enslaved by your sister."

Chim looked back to her other companions. "Grab your things and meet me in the closet. First thing is we search the jumpship. If and when that doesn't pan out, it's on to New Avalon."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 12 September 2020, 23:20:36
"Almost anywhere," Chim said sadly. "Anywhere she is at least somewhat familiar with. Any place, or world, she knows about is a potential destination. The only place we know she can't go is back to Toreel. Whatever trapped you there also prevents cross planar travel between their side and yours."

Hmm. I'm not sure I follow this. The California Nebula's effect was largely described as something of a one-way door. You can jump in fine, and jump about anywhere you like inside. You just can't get back out of the Nebula again, because of whatever effect encompasses it. Now, to be sure, that was the hyperspace effect; magical planes may have other rules, but the impression I got with the entity that resisted their journey out is that it, too, had no problem with folks coming in, but definitely wanted them not to go.

Again, not trying to backseat drive your story, but this line had me a bit fuzzy.

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 13 September 2020, 00:15:18
Hmm. I'm not sure I follow this. The California Nebula's effect was largely described as something of a one-way door. You can jump in fine, and jump about anywhere you like inside. You just can't get back out of the Nebula again, because of whatever effect encompasses it. Now, to be sure, that was the hyperspace effect; magical planes may have other rules, but the impression I got with the entity that resisted their journey out is that it, too, had no problem with folks coming in, but definitely wanted them not to go.

Again, not trying to backseat drive your story, but this line had me a bit fuzzy.

- Herb

As our RPG group's resident rules lawyer for D&D/Pathfinder interstellar transportation is so open to interpretation that it really is up to the GM.

Or in this case the author.

Rules wise Pathfinder does grant deities the ability to deny Gate and other such effects in the planes under their control if they so choose.  As such it is pretty easy to explain why people can come in but it takes special effort to get out.

Entirely plausible that Chim had divine help of some form that acted subtly enough that Chim's divine powered friends wouldn't know either to get the ship out, for a price.

D&D/Pathfinder deities are also clearly not completely all knowing.

Which led me to my take on Liam's Ghost's musings about looking in on the people staying behind and me going down the path that as much as magic is an existential threat to Battletech, Battletech's technology is an existential threat to the deities and they are running experiments and reacting in fear but to not worry Chim and her friends the appropriate deities and their agents are putting up a charade/withholding information.  Partially not to ruin the experiment because even the good gods would want to know how magic interacts with Battletech's technology.

Plus I couldn't help but poke a bit of fun at how some of the technology as presented in game rules really is magical in nature.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 13 September 2020, 00:36:43
Broadly speaking, crossing from the Inner Sphere side to a plane on the California Nebula side is just different enough from crossing from one plane to another on the California Nebula side that the normal spell doesn't quite work (in the case of plane shift, for example, the attuned tuning fork is only tuned for travel within the nebula).

Chim could conceivably discover the right adjustments to cross back to the California Nebula from the Inner Sphere using planar magic, she just hasn't yet.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 13 September 2020, 05:52:17
Or to the SW area of the nebula after dropping by syberia. Fandom mashup
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 13 September 2020, 13:24:19
Or to the SW area of the nebula after dropping by syberia. Fandom mashup

Heck, thanks to LG, the Syberians have already visited Toreel by 3025! He basically set the opening fiction (and thus the Toreelian equivalent of the Fellowship of the Rings) for the Nebula California product long enough before these events that it became classed as a "children's tale." And I'd purposely had the Syberians completely lacking in FTL travel, so Grimdark got to Toreel by slow-boat (or a weird spell/space anomaly)!

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: BATTLEMASTER on 14 September 2020, 07:20:53
I'm all caught up with the story now.  Yet another crossover where I'm somewhat unfamiliar with the non-Battletech half, yet I'm learning about it  :)

I enjoy your writing, Liam's Ghost.  Keep it up!

With Chim's shenanigans, I wonder if she'll accidentally break the 4th wall and the story's characters slowly become alarmed that they are playthings for a forum fanfic :D

Maybe Chim's sister already broke the 4th wall and is on a rampage in our dimensional part of the universe?   :o.

But I digress...

Oh, I like the title of the story too.  It's evocative of Mark Twain's A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court.  That's a fun book to read if you're into corrupting time lines!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Mackon on 16 September 2020, 20:07:08
Fic changing direction pretty fast from the plot I assumed ... although really now that I think about I have no idea what I expected beyond Hanse and Melissa meeting a Wizard and hijinks ensueing.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Calantyr on 17 September 2020, 02:51:00
Fic changing direction pretty fast from the plot I assumed ... although really now that I think about I have no idea what I expected beyond Hanse and Melissa meeting a Wizard and hijinks ensueing.

Chim assumes that Hanse is a shapeshifted Kitsune. Hillarity ensues.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 17 September 2020, 03:10:53
Imagine if Hanse actually is a shapeshifted kitsune.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 17 September 2020, 07:33:49
If the vampire sister managed to get to Luthien, i can only image the horror of being a Ravenloft like situation (shivers)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: nocarename on 17 September 2020, 09:31:03
If the vampire sister managed to get to Luthien, i can only image the horror of being a Ravenloft like situation (shivers)
"Constant cloud cover, the sun turned dim... Should this weather have been desirable the DCMS would have pressed on to Gallery before now."
-some Combine jerk, probably
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: glitterboy2098 on 17 September 2020, 17:12:00
Imagine if Hanse actually is a shapeshifted kitsune.

nah .. go for irony mixed with cultural aptness. Hanse is a Dragon. Takashi is a Kitsune.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 17 September 2020, 17:49:31
nah .. go for irony mixed with cultural aptness. Hanse is a Dragon. Takashi is a Kitsune.

I'm not saying yes, and I'm not saying no, but seeing as how this is a timeline where the california nebula is porous enough for a ship to make it out again, one can not entirely rule out some form of... seepage.

(of course any such seepage has to then pass through the unreality of hyperspace, so it might not come out in a particularly recognizable way)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 17 September 2020, 18:11:25
All I'll say is it'd explain so much about phantom mech, aerospace(as in the general group of units, not just specifically the fighters) fuel efficiency, k-f travel, hpgs, and even mech armor.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Calantyr on 19 September 2020, 10:11:20
All I'll say is it'd explain so much about phantom mech, aerospace(as in the general group of units, not just specifically the fighters) fuel efficiency, k-f travel, hpgs, and even mech armor.

The prevalence of cursed items would also explain a lot of the decisions made in history. Not to mention Amaris' facial hair.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Maingunnery on 19 September 2020, 10:28:13
Hmm. I'm not sure I follow this. The California Nebula's effect was largely described as something of a one-way door. You can jump in fine, and jump about anywhere you like inside. You just can't get back out of the Nebula again, because of whatever effect encompasses it. Now, to be sure, that was the hyperspace effect; magical planes may have other rules, but the impression I got with the entity that resisted their journey out is that it, too, had no problem with folks coming in, but definitely wanted them not to go.

Again, not trying to backseat drive your story, but this line had me a bit fuzzy.

- Herb
I always imagined the effect as basin or indentation within hyperspace, a ball can roll in but to get out you would have to roll uphill first, and if that fails roll back to random spot in the nebula.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 19 September 2020, 11:53:47
I think of it only means to "leave" was to fine tune the JumpShip's nav and essentially K-F Core to frequency that allows travel out.  However, only the person who IS intuned to the Nebula and essentially the distortion in hyperspace would be only ones who could manage that.

As additional twist, i think it be funny that "magic users" of Toreel were the ones who caused the interference in the first place with them becoming in-tuned with Hyperspace surrounding the nebula, distorting everything as they manupulate it more giving rise to "other beings".
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 19 September 2020, 16:10:03
I like the idea of the magicians (toreel or force) messing with hyperspace being the original cause for the nebula's effect.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: SD501st on 23 September 2020, 07:18:44
Personally, what I like most in stories like this is reading how the characters from both universe learn and react to the differences between their universes. Chim standing on the hull during a jump outside the C. Nebula was really great to read. I'd really liked it if we could see(read about obviously) L'heo and Kim read or holo-view their way through the past of the Inner Sphere, with Kim giving needed context to L'heo since she had to have learned all that history in school/university/an education facility, and also might know one or two things about how "future" events on the larger scale will unfold and what(and especially whom) to avoid.

Why I'm wishing for L'heo and not Chim? He seems more like a scholar and as a dragon is accustomed to thinking really far ahead.

As my spirit animal Rogal Dorn would say:
"Mundane exposition."  (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/5e/1c/65/5e1c6538e2c8569591b3dffa87aebeb7.png)


Also, got a theory about Kim. Until Chim and the gang crossed over into the BT universe(multiverse?), there was no Kim and maybe no time travel jump experiment either. Her timeline and future only exist because this universe was suddenly confronted with an outside context problem, leading to an alternative future from what we know as the official one. Or I'm completely missing the mark and she is from the Empires Aflame timeline... which would indicate even more unforeseen consequences happening in the... future.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: BATTLEMASTER on 23 September 2020, 08:45:25
I thought Kim was accidentally pulled from the Empires Aflame timeline, which would be a part of this multiverse.  There's probably a timeline in this multiverse where the United Federation of Planets exists instead of the Terran Hegemony or Star League  ;D
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 23 September 2020, 11:47:37
This is where the whole multiverse theory comes in, there is more than Battletech Prime and Empires Aflame for universes to choose from for where people to come from.

So who knows where Kim came from.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 23 September 2020, 12:16:00
So who knows where Kim came from.
Well, technically Liam's Ghost does.  ;)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Elmoth on 23 September 2020, 12:17:12
Or could decide, at least
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: BATTLEMASTER on 24 September 2020, 21:56:50
So who knows where Kim came from.

Kim mentioned that she's from the Terran Supremacy,  so that's the Empires Aflame universe, or a variant thereof!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 24 September 2020, 22:33:45
Kim mentioned that she's from the Terran Supremacy,  so that's the Empires Aflame universe, or a variant thereof!
.
If she around long enough, she will freak hear about the Clans.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 25 September 2020, 02:18:05
Also, got a theory about Kim. Until Chim and the gang crossed over into the BT universe(multiverse?), there was no Kim and maybe no time travel jump experiment either. Her timeline and future only exist because this universe was suddenly confronted with an outside context problem, leading to an alternative future from what we know as the official one. Or I'm completely missing the mark and she is from the Empires Aflame timeline... which would indicate even more unforeseen consequences happening in the... future.

That is an entirely possible explanation that would be entirely impossible for the characters to prove. :)
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 25 September 2020, 15:54:49
Kim mentioned that she's from the Terran Supremacy,  so that's the Empires Aflame universe, or a variant thereof!

She mentioned the events of the Empires Aflame adventure, wherein a group from the Prime setting slipped into their universe. The experiment she was involved in was implied to be a result of trying to study exactly how that occurred and if they could duplicate the event. Thing is, time travel (the only true form of which is physical travel to the past; future-only travel is just ... a variation on sleeper travel, while observation of light/signals from distant objects as a means to study their history is basic physics) is one of the things that we've had absolutely none of in canon (or even the "pseudo-canon" of gag products). But thanks to Chim, Kim just time-traveled into and through an alternate history.

Magic!

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 25 September 2020, 22:49:36
Besides swimming against the currents of time, Chim has also:


I don't recall: has she transformed, invaded the mind or enthralled another?

I'm giving her the benefit of the doubt on not trying to open the Outer Gates, but...
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: nocarename on 26 September 2020, 02:06:58
I wouldn't bet against a Charm Person having been deployed at some point, that's an adventurer classic.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 26 September 2020, 08:28:36
I wish Magic Hand could have been used younk someone around behind Chim after saying "Ok, come with me."  In Zero-G, it could get over the weight limit of the spell.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 26 September 2020, 08:48:28
Just because there is no gravity doesn't suddenly make Mage Hand exert more force(overcome the weight limit), you still want the actual spell Telekinesis for actually dragging someone around.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 26 September 2020, 10:18:26
I know, but i thought magic hand be more amusing. I can see disney / mickey mouse hand grab a MechWarrior by scruff of his cooling vest and pull him along.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 26 September 2020, 13:24:30
Considering Mage Hand doesn't actually create a visible hand in either D&D or Pathfinder your best bet would be Telekinesis and Minor Illusion.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: idea weenie on 26 September 2020, 14:09:09
Considering Mage Hand doesn't actually create a visible hand in either D&D or Pathfinder your best bet would be Telekinesis and Minor Illusion.

So that's what is used in the Dungeonkeeper games!  (here it is in use in Dungeons 3 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_GBIWZ7USBg))

Well, that and an artifact allowing it to be used all the time


Still, I wonder if Chim is going to try teaching any of the locals how to use magic, so she can get some reinforcements (or at least someone else to pawn the small and boring stuff off to).  Prestidigitation (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/p/prestidigitation/) would be such a useful spell to clean up after oneself.

Perhaps Kim would be the one best suited for this, as sh is already in another universe and traveled through time.  What's wrong with adding magic to that list of impossible things?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 27 September 2020, 02:21:11
~New Avalon, October 19, 3025~

The prisoner was just what the report had told Captain Montrose to expect. About a meter tall, enlarged head with very prominent ears that came to points almost horizontally from the head. Very childlike at first glance, but a closer examination revealed physical development largely consistent with a young adult. The doctor who had examined her suggested either some form of dwarfism or some sort of genetic or nutritional abnormality which resulted in the early onset of puberty. The prominent ears, and the fact that another prisoner had similar ears but appeared to be of similar development but normal height suggested to the doctor that this subject suffered from dwarfism rather than nutritional problems, and the prisoner's own claims of her age tended to support that.

Captain Montrose sat down from across the prisoner and set a recorder on the table, switching it on as he did. "Captain Elian Montrose," he said in to the recorder, "Interviewing the subject self identifying as Chimkin McNuggNugg." He looked over to the prisoner. "You still going with that?"

"It's the name I was born with," the prisoner said, her expression a mix of annoyance and resignation. "If it makes it easier for you, you can call me Chim like everybody else does."

"If you like," Captain Montrose replied. "Let's start by running down what you told last guy."

"Is this really how you get things done?" the prisoner protested. "I've said this three times, and you already have three recording devices in here. What's the point of bringing another one in with you?"

Mental note, the prisoner noticed the obvious camera in the corner, and two of the three concealed recorders. "The bureaucrats love their corroboration," he said. "Particularly with extraordinary claims."

"I don't know how your people could have achieved so much while being so anal," the prisoner replied.

"We do all right." Motrose replied. "To begin, subject was discovered on October 17th, inside Storage Warehouse 37b on the NAIS Campus, along with several others. Discovery was made by campus security at 23:06 local time. Subjects did not resist when ordered to submit to arrest."

"We didn't want to have to hurt anybody," the prisoner said. "I'd hoped that would count for something."

"Subject claims to have gained entry to the warehouse via a 'gate spell' which allowed her and the rest of her party to travel here from somewhere in the neighborhood of the Euschelus in the Taurian Concordat." Montrose continued. This was one of the first places where the stories of the prisoners tended to differ. This girl and a man named Brett agreed on that, a woman named Trisha was more specific and said they'd come from a star system one jump away from Euschelus. The older man, named Leo (pronounced with an odd accent), hesitantly agreed, but insisted it was 'a bit complicated', a woman named Celia refused to answer entirely, and the last person, a woman named Kim, insisted they wouldn't understand where she'd come from without an understanding of high level dimensional physics.

"I know, I get it, I really do." the subject said. "Believe me, I've already heard it more times that I can stand. You want me to put on a demonstration too?"

Montrose had already seen and heard the recordings. The girl could conjure lights and images, move things with her mind, reshape objects with a touch. Magic, plain and simple. The old man and maybe the pointy eared woman had similar abilities. Also, they'd already inventoried the prisoners' possessions. Just searching their bags had been enlightening, and the sudden need to find place to securely store a couple thousand pounds of precious metals and strange objects that may or may not be incredibly dangerous was all kinds of fun for the station's staff.

Not letting her in on how much of her story they believed was part of the job, however. The girl was hesitant to say too much, as was the old man, and the woman named Kim, and Celia basically remained silent. Trisha and Brett however had given up a lot.

"Let's continue," he said.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 27 September 2020, 03:22:54
Wait, how long have they been locked up now?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Calantyr on 27 September 2020, 03:28:19
M: "Tell me why we shouldn't have you all executed for being an existential threat."
C: "Try."
M: "Pardon?"
C: "Try to have us executed. Important correction."
M: "... very well. Try etc."
C: "Well... I can summon succubi."
M: "... we wish to offer you citizenship."
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 27 September 2020, 07:53:52
I'm confused when did the dropship crew jail them?   I thought they were their respective guests.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 27 September 2020, 09:34:19
I'm confused when did the dropship crew jail them?   I thought they were their respective guests.

Note where the interrogator says they were found. They aren't on the DropShip any more.

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 29 September 2020, 21:03:51
Not more than a couple of months ago, Hanse Davion had "enjoyed" the experience of prolonged narco-interrogation by agents of the Capellan Confederation. They'd tried to twist his mind, dig out his deepest secrets in order to replace him with a convincing double.

These reports made him wonder if the daring escape, returning to New Avalon, and revealing the double had even happened at all. Maybe that had been part of Max Liao's script, and he was trapped in some sort of prolonged hallucination or some sort of lostech computer simulation.

That almost seemed more reasonable than the alternative. Even so, if the Capellans had these sort of capabilities, he figured they wouldn't be so bad at utilizing them.

"So magic is real," he said.

"Doctor Banzai is insistent on calling it unexplained phenomena," Quintus Allard replied. "But it's the best explanation we have. The security cameras in Warehouse 37b caught their entry, and we can't find any evidence that the data was tampered with. A portal opens, they walk out, it closes behind them. Same with the powers she'd demonstrated with the interrogators. We can't find any evidence that was faked."

He sighed. "And I personally held a bag that weighed about thirty kilos even though it had close to a ton of solid gold coins in it. I watched them pour the contents out, and the weight of the bag didn't change. And they had a bunch of them. Bags inside of bags inside of other bags. The girl's backpack had a block of metal in it that was about five hundred kilos. There was no way it could fit, but it fit."

Hanse paged through the report some more. "According to the Taurian, they brought someone back from the dead," he said, almost involuntarily glancing at the small ferroglass sculpture that sat on his desk.

Quintus seemed to catch the subtext, but he didn't speak up about it. "And blew up a dropship," he said. "By accident. And terrified a Taurian military officer so much just because of the threat they represented that he tried to kill all of them. I think we both know how easy it is to do that to a Taurian, but he probably had a point."

It was subtle, but Hanse could hear the warning. Just the temptation could threaten my alliance with Katrina. "The girl and her friends aren't a threat," he said. "Not unless we make them one. If half of what we've learned about them is true, they're only staying in custody as a courtesy."

"But they aren't alone," he continued. "If one ship can find people from their world and bring someone back, others can too. She said she was looking for a vampire?"

Quintus nodded.

"Then we're going to be very accommodating with assisting her," he said. "In exchange, maybe she'll be able to take care of something for me."

His eyes weren't on the sculpture on the desk this time. No, as much as he wanted to, as much as it hurt to think about giving up on that, he had a responsibility to his realm, and to his enemies. His eyes instead were on the star map on the office wall, and that ugly little green splotch clinging to the fringes of his own realm.
 
Maybe it was the lingering affects of the drugs Max's agents had pumped into him two months ago. Maybe it was just anger over what they'd tried to do, but he found himself smiling at the thought.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Kujo on 29 September 2020, 22:10:17
Hanse you may pine for what you knew with Dana Stephenson, but unknown future you have Melissa is so much better!!!! (of course we know about it :D)  I have no doubt that Chim will be overawed by the Supra-genius if a touch young wife when she arrives at New Avalon for the 'conception' of 'Victor'y for the 4th war, quickly overshadowing your mere genius ::)  You just have to do what it takes for the Federated Commonwealth!

great addition!
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: glitterboy2098 on 29 September 2020, 22:30:31
Dana Stephenson has been dead way too long for the spells Chim knows to bring her back, iirc. even if the political issues didn't make it unfeasible for Hanse.

honestly i suspect that the NAIS will want to keep Chim and Dr. Banzai from interacting directly.. a meeting of two such minds tend to produce results that require 'minimum safe distance'

and maybe i'm just behind on editions but i thought bags of holding couldn't be stored matryoshka doll style like that, and that trying to place one object of holding inside another creates a rip into another plane, destroying both items and everything inside?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: serack on 29 September 2020, 23:17:48
if i remember right it was bags of holding and portable holes that did not get along
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 29 September 2020, 23:23:28
Dana Stephenson has been dead way too long for the spells Chim knows to bring her back, iirc. even if the political issues didn't make it unfeasible for Hanse.

honestly i suspect that the NAIS will want to keep Chim and Dr. Banzai from interacting directly.. a meeting of two such minds tend to produce results that require 'minimum safe distance'

and maybe i'm just behind on editions but i thought bags of holding couldn't be stored matryoshka doll style like that, and that trying to place one object of holding inside another creates a rip into another plane, destroying both items and everything inside?

if i remember right it was bags of holding and portable holes that did not get along

A quick search of the Pathfinder SRD confirms this is the case for Pathfinder.  I don't have any D&D books to look through to see what they say in this regard.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 30 September 2020, 03:46:57
"So it occurs to me," Chim said, "that the reason you people keep going over the same stuff over and over again is to see if my story changes under repetition."

Captain Montrose shrugged. "So about leaving the nebula..."

"No..." Chim protested. "Really, no. I've been playing along, but that's really not a pleasant thing to recall."

"I know," Captain Montrose said impassively. "But the people you've been traveling with are Federated Suns citizens. If some of them are missing, we need as complete a picture as possible."

"Taken," Chim said. "They were taken. I tried resurrection. I tried scrying. I tried every spell I had access to. Whatever has them, I can't find them."

"How far can you see with your magic?" Montrose asked, seemingly more concerned about that than the fate of those crewmen lost leaving the Nebula.

"I was able to get a clear vision of the warehouse we gated to here, before we left the jumpship," Chim said. "I haven't found a limit, as long as we're on the same plane."

Montrose nodded. "That's quite interesting. Why can't you use that to find your sister?"

"She's permanently warded against scrying," Chim said. Even her alternate reality form, it turned out. "Believe me, I tried."

Montrose didn't respond immediately, seemingly distracted by the buzzing in his ear. "It looks like it's time to take you to new accommodations," he said once he concentrated on her again.

Chim didn't complain, quietly getting up and following as she was ushered out the door.

"What happened?" she asked, hoping the answer wasn't something terrible.

"New orders," Montrose said. "You and your friends are being moved to guest quarters."

"Oh," Chim said. At the other end of the hall, a man wearing a long coat and a brimmed hat was coming around the corner, somehow he caught her attention. "Why?"

"I just follow my orders," Montrose said.

The man in the long coat had reached a hand under it and begun to draw something shiny and chrome out when Chim realized that his aura was singing with some sort of strange alien magic.

She recognized the gun and shouted a warning, but before she could cast the stranger fired and her world went black.

-----

Captain Montrose heard Chim shout and saw her collapse like a sack of potatoes. As he turned towards her he thought he saw someone out of the corner of his eye, but when he looked back he saw the same empty hallway.

He toggled the communicator on his glove as he turned back to Chim. "Possible intruder and medical emergency outside Interrogation 7, I need security and a medical team!"

Abruptly, the girl's eyes snapped back open. "Ow, my head!" she said. "I haven't even done anything! Why do you people keep shooting at me?"

Her hand came up to her head, but she seemed startled to find it intact. "I thought he blew my head open. What did you even shoot me with?"

"It wasn't us," Montrose said. "I don't know what happened."

"The guy was right in front of us!" Chim protested. "If you didn't see him... oh Gods, what now?"
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: SD501st on 30 September 2020, 11:00:14
What now? True Sight for the security personel. Also wards... lots of strong wards inside and around the compound. And not the wolf kind of Ward.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: worktroll on 01 October 2020, 05:01:02
And other practitioners on the loose.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 01 October 2020, 09:50:00
Eesh, someone with taser going find themselves BBQ.  Poor Chim, she going hate the Inner Sphere by the time this is done.  That won't be good for NO body.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Cannonshop on 01 October 2020, 10:20:12
Eesh, someone with taser going find themselves BBQ.  Poor Chim, she going hate the Inner Sphere by the time this is done.  That won't be good for NO body.

"...and that's why I had to take everything over.  Now bark like a dog, Clanner!"
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: glitterboy2098 on 03 October 2020, 14:59:48
A quick search of the Pathfinder SRD confirms this is the case for Pathfinder.  I don't have any D&D books to look through to see what they say in this regard.
looking into it, it is "handy haversacks, portable holes, and similar items." and the descriptions of those other two items list bags of holding as using similar mechanisms.

for D&D 5th ed the current ruling is "yes they are similar items"
https://rpg.stackexchange.com/questions/84078/is-it-possible-to-stuff-a-bag-of-holding-inside-another-bag-of-holding
and the descriptions of the other items list bags of holding as triggering the effect.
https://roll20.net/compendium/dnd5e/Bag%20of%20Holding#content
https://roll20.net/compendium/dnd5e/Handy%20Haversack#h-Handy%20Haversack
https://roll20.net/compendium/dnd5e/Portable%20Hole#h-Portable%20Hole
this has been the case since 3rd (when i last played the system) and apparently 2nd (it appears in the Drizzt novels)

looking at pathfinder, the wording is less dangerous (the destructive effect only happens with the portable hole) but putting an extradimensional container within another extradimensional container causes the ones inside to cease to function.
https://pathfinderwiki.com/wiki/Bag_of_holding
https://pathfinderwiki.com/wiki/Extradimensionality#Reactions_between_extradimensional_objects

so i guess that the story version is valid if using pathfinder, but for people used to D&D proper it'll feel off.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: HABeas2 on 03 October 2020, 20:26:05
Looking at the description, I'm gonna go out on a limb and say the "bags within bags" that don't change weight regardless of what's in them are some variant of the Handy Haversack. That would fit the description best, though its weight of 80 lbs is way bigger in scale.

Wouldn't put it past these folks to have tweaked it somehow.

- Herb
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: monbvol on 03 October 2020, 21:52:03
Eh.  Once a spell caster gets powerful enough rules go out the window anyway.  Or your sanity.  Or both.

Yeah, probably both.



Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: idea weenie on 03 October 2020, 22:35:39
Or they could be referring to the Belt of Many Pockets from Complete Arcane:

It looks like a belt, but a quick inspection shows there are 8 small pockets on it.  Each of those 8 pockets can hold up to 1 cubic foot, or 10 pounds.  However, each of those pockets has seven additional hidden pockets as well.  Total is 64 pockets, with a total of up to 640 pounds carrying capacity.  Anything stored in the pockets is considered weightless when the belt is worn, and only 1/10 its weight when the belt is not worn.

This is used to make the D&D Batman Utility belt


The backpack equivalent is here (https://forums.giantitp.com/showthread.php?148101-3-x-Shax-s-Indispensible-Haversack-(Equipment-Handbook)).  Essentially using the carrying capacity of a Handy Haversack to bring all sorts of odds and ends with you just in case you need it.


Still, the key thing Davion needs to be researching from them is making Prestidigitation items (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/gamemastering/traps-hazards-and-special-terrains/traps/#Magic_Device_Trap_Cost) (i.e. a magical trap that can be constantly used).  These items allow using the Prestidigitation (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/p/prestidigitation/) spell, with only a Use Magical Device (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/skills/use-magic-device/) skill needed.  This would allow Davion to see who can start thinking magically, and from those people select the ones who can try to be taught the Prestidigitation spell.  Those that can learn the Prestidigitation spell will practice, and try to develop other spells.  Some people might try to use their intelligence (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/traits/magic-traits/pragmatic-activator/) to figure it out, others might have the ability naturally (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/feats/general-feats/magical-aptitude), while others tended to grow up without eyebrows because they kept saying what's this (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/traits/magic-traits/dangerously-curious).
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Liam's Ghost on 05 October 2020, 03:15:40
"Well you had a major brain bleed which probably should have killed you," the doctor said with astonishment. "The fact that you even lasted long enough to get to me was remarkable, or that you were even conscious enough to argue about it for that matter. But this?" She held up the sheet of paper that had amazed her so much. "No trace of damage, scar tissue, even the blood that was squeezing your brain is gone. And all she did was touch you."

"That's kinda how it works," Chim said, sitting back in the... bed? It was hard to classify it. It was like a bed, a big mattress on a frame like the ones on the jumpship (but softer and cleaner smelling). But the ends elevated at the push of a button, currently allowing her to sit comfortably in a reclined position. Did that actually make it a chair? A bed? A bed-chair?

After the incident with the individual that apparently nobody else saw, Chim's escort had taken her to the infirmary to be checked out. They'd shined things in her eyes, then stuck her in a machine that made an obnoxious whirring sound, then started panicking about this brain bleed thing they apparently saw on their monitors.

The woman that Chim was able to determine was a doctor was shouting things about emergency surgery when Celia had burst in, twisting out of the grip of a guard attempting to restrain her and forcing her way past the doctor and her assistants to lay a hand on Chim's brow. The healing magic quickly made Chim's headache and other symptoms vanish, as would easily expected by people familiar with a paladin's healing magic.

It took a bit more arguing to get the doctor to perform a second scan rather than skipping straight to cutting Chim's head open to drain the excess blood out and repair an artery that had already been healed. The fact that the machines they'd attached Chim to said she was actually improving was what finally sold the doctor (Celia's assurance that she would personally disembowel the first person to try to touch her mistress might have helped too).

But now here they were.

"So what's the secret?" The doctor asked. "It's nanotech, right? She touches you and injects a bunch of nanoscale robots that stitch up the injury?"

Chim shook her head. "I have no idea what that is," she said. "It's magic. Best way I can describe it is that she has a reserve of magical energy gifted to her by her patron diety which she can channel into people to cure their injuries."

"Well that just sounds like nanotech for people who don't know what nanotech does," the doctor said. "What about you? Can't heal yourself?"

"The source of my magic is different," Chim said. On the one hand it was nice to meet someone other than the jumpship's crew who was curios about her rather than terrified. On the other hand she couldn't help but feel a little condescended to with all this talk of nanotech. "My magic isn't gifted. I developed my own inante magical ability through practice and study..." she stopped imagining the offense Celia would take if she could understand the English they were speaking. "It's not like Celia took a shortcut. Keeping and developing a divine gift takes just as much work. But what you can do with those abilities tends to be very different. The divinely empowered excel at healing. People like me... well... it's not impossible, but so difficult it's just better to leave that sort of thing to Celia."

"Huh," the doctor said. "So what can you do with your magic?"

Chim sighed. "Answering that question has been getting me in a lot of trouble lately," she said. "And I'm feeling a little tired. Can I rest for a bit?"

The doctor nodded, even looking a little relieved. "Certainly, take all the time you want. A nurse will come in and check on you in a while, and if you need anything, just press the call button."

It was a bit of a fib, of course. Chim was fully recovered from the injury, but it was one that played into the doctor's nature, just like she'd hoped, and the room was quickly cleared. Even Celia consented to leave with a nod from Chim, leaving her alone.

"You didn't seem to care about witnesses before," she said, concentrating on a chair in the corner of the room, one that displayed a faint, but still familiar aura radiating above it. "They're still searching this place for you, by the way. It made me wonder if that's why you didn't try again now. I was wondering if you were afraid of actually getting caught."

The chair didn't respond.

"Nah, I don't think so," she said. "I don't think getting caught is possible for you, at least not by normal humans. You know, I thought you were an illusion at first, a phantasmal killer. Like some other caster somehow followed us or my sister somehow managed to figure out how to use a wand. But no. Big sis hates that stuff, actually lowering herself to understanding how magic works rather than it just doing what she wants. Not to mention she'd want to gloat before trying to kill me. I think it's a sibling rivalry thing. Anyway. No, you're real, I mean, here you are. But you have limits, don't you? Trying to kill me must have taken a lot out of you, so now all you can do is watch until you regain your strength."

Again, the chair didn't respond.

"You're welcome to try again, when you're feeling up to it," Chim said. "You already know I'm a lot harder to kill than you expected. But I don't think you know how hard. I've seen a lot of things that frighten me, but you aren't one of them. So the next time you're strong enough to do more than lurk in the corner, maybe you can try talking instead of shooting an ephemeral gun at me. Maybe we can be friends. Or I suppose we could stay enemies and the next time I see you I can rip your form to bits and scatter it back into hyperspace."

For emphasis, she flung a force bolt into the chair, punching a neat hole through it and seeing the aura ripple and disperse into nothing.

"Be seeing you," she said.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Giovanni Blasini on 05 October 2020, 04:31:31
Well...that's a thing. I know not what, but it is a thing.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Wrangler on 05 October 2020, 07:29:54
Well...that's a thing. I know not what, but it is a thing.
Thing? You mean its a crawling disbowed hand kinda thing?
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: Calantyr on 05 October 2020, 09:26:04
Everything is fine and dandy until the ghost learns how to possess a Casper drone.
Title: Re: A Toreel Wizard in Prince Davion's Court
Post by: SD501st on 08 October 2020, 05:22:35
So, is Mr. Chair a character we have seen/read about before? The shape changing Daemon/Devil maybe? The strongest of them can assume whatever form they desire... but the different nature of "The Planes" compared to "Hyperspace" is sure to throw a wrench into the cogs of it's power. I mean he was a rat before. Could be that it abandoned that form and, with the help Taurians, figured out a "shortcut" possibly to the new demiplane that Chim created within "Hyperspace". It would make "sense"(in a thinking with portal magic dimensions kind of way) that this would weaken it greatly... and is now reduced to a faint aura for some time.

Or I am entirely on the wrong track, and this could be something or someone new... but who or what?

By the way... Wrangler, how did you get "crawling disbowed hand" from "that's a thing"?
No offense meant or anything... but my inner Grammar Nazi forces me to say that "disbowed" is not an english word. The closest word I can think of currently is "disemboweled", and that one would make no sense related to a crawling hand. ???
I am just curious, there is again no offense meant or otherwise intended. I just want to find out what you were saying!  :))